I’m fat…and happy…are you? [rant]

I make deprecating fat jokes all the time about myself. People invariably give me the same reaction…”Aww you’re not fat…your perfect the way you are”.

Thanks!… But I’m fat…

The statement, “no you are perfect” tells me that that person is being nice, and really does care about appearances.

But in my mind being “fat” has only one meaning… “I am medically overweight, and that carries some serious risks”.

I could give two shits about what people think, of me…Really. I used to…but was never motivated enough to “get in shape” to look better.

Now my choice to lose some weight is driven by the simple fact that I will live longer if I lose some of this extra poundage.
Not by Vanity.

I didn’t mean this to be some sappy personal statement, but getting back into the fashion “industry” is putting me in touch with people who are just so superficial it hurts me to even speak to them. Maybe I don’t have what it takes be in this industry.
Those of you who know me, know that I don’t pull many punches, and I speak my mind anytime I feel the need, and given the opportunity (Clearly).

In an industry that is all about image, and style, and hinges on what other people think…I stick out (Now) as someone who really doesn’t care about all of that. Not only because I’m overweight, I don’t own any “designer” pieces, I don’t go to Socialite parties, but because…
I’m here to be me, shoot what I want, how I want, and if people like it…Great!

If they don’t… Fuck’em

This city is full of followers, and people who just “do”, because someone else told them to.

Not me!
And that makes me happy!