The more I attended the BBW parties, the more I became aware of a stereotype: Fat chicks are desperate. There was a certain level of wooing that some men didn’t feel the need to do at the big girl club, its like they assume that a big girl will just take what she can get. I can recall watching a guy walk up to a gorgeous plus size diva and asking her (in the most vulgar way) if she wanted to have sex. Another night, I noticed a man who, instead of paying to get into the club, lurked around outside asking the women who walked out if they wanted to come home with him. Of course those are extreme…
Author: CeCe Olisa
A Big Girl Rant: Mainstream Fashion
Last week I got an early birthday present from my parents: A Betsey Johnson Hobo Bag from the “Lotsa Luck” collection. Its a gorgeous, yet functional bag with a fun leopard print lining and an adorable horseshoe charm that hangs from the zipper. The “Lotsa Luck” collection isn’t new, but I fell in love with the bag a while ago and it sold out very quickly, making it a rare find and a fantastic gift. I’ve always loved fashion, let me rephrase… I’ve always loved clothes, but have had to struggle in my relationship with fashion. Any big girl can find clothes if she wants to, but for a Plus Size Princess to stay fashionable… that’s a different story. For…
Turn the Paige (part one)
Paige decided to host her birthday party at DIVAS in two weeks, so she got dressed up, made fliers and brought them to pass out at the club. As she strutted around reminding the cute guys (and some of the girls) to make sure they were there for her special day, so they could buy her a drink, Reese and I hung out at the bar chatting. We had just ordered a round of martinis when a tall, chocolate, muscular man in a black button down shirt and dark wash jeans approached us. “Reese, how are you?” he said leaning in to give her a kiss on the cheek. They began to converse, all the while the mans eyes continually…
Computer Love
I can remember being a young girl and wishing I could send out a mass message across the United States to any and all boys who liked (or didn’t mind) big girls. In my fantasy, I would line all the boys up, walk up and down the line and pick one (or two) so I could finally have a boyfriend. I knew there were boys out there who would like a girl like me, but it was just a matter of finding them. Fast Forward to my adulthood and that long line of males who’d like a plus size princess of their own has become a reality, with the help of the Internet. When I moved to New York City,…
The Morning After
Even though DIVAS stays open till 4am, after all the drama we left early. Paige and Reese dropped me off and I walked into my apartment at 3:30 am ready to wash my face and crawl into bed. Just as I was turning down the covers, my phone began to ring. It was a number I didn’t recognize, so I ignored it. As I was drifting off to sleep it rang again, same number. I answered: “Hello?” “Hey sexy, where are you?” said a deep voice on the other end. “I think you have the wrong number” I replied groggily. “Is this Celeste?” “Yeah, who is this?” “It’s Darren, from the club… what, you forgot about me already?” “Um, no…
A Plus Size Piercing
A while ago, I decided to get a nose ring. I grabbed two friends for moral support and went down to The Village to put a hole in my face. We walked into the tattoo parlor where a man named Ahmed was working. I was so excited that I didn’t pay attention to the fact that Ahmed had no tattoos or piercings of his own. He stood there wearing khaki’s and a white button down shirt while I happily picked out a pink rhinestone. I laid back, but my nose in Ahmed’s hands and in a few moments I felt the sting and burn… I had done it! “Good…Breathe” Ahmed chanted over and over as he sterilized the “L” shaped…
A BBW…Party?!?! (Part Two)
It was a strange feeling to be in a club and not feel invisible. At DIVAS there were chubby chicks, curvy girls, fat ladies and everything in between and there was someone for everyone. Paige and Reese knew everyone there and everyone there wanted to know me. Droves of men would come over and kiss Paige and Reese hello, and then wink at me, kiss my hand or ask “Who’s your friend?” It felt nice. “C’mon, lets dance” Reese said, grabbing my arm. Now, when I hang out with my model friends Kenzie, Annie and Emilie, we hit the dance floor and inevitably they partner off with different guys, leaving me alone on the dance floor. When Reese and I…
A BBW… Party?!?! (Part One)
I don’t have any plus size friends. So, when my friend Ken brought his friend Paige to the movies one night I was surprised to see that she too was a Plus Size Princess. We hit it off and exchanged contact information. A few days later she called and asked what I was doing that weekend. I didn’t have any plans. “Have you ever been to a BBW party?” “A what?” I had no idea what she was talking about, so she explained that there are clubs dedicated to Big Beautiful Women (and men) and the guys (or girls) who love them. I was speechless. I flashed back to all the times I had gone out with my girlfriends and…
A Big Girl Rant: “You Have Such a Pretty Face!”
My straight guy friends (yes I have a few of those) mentioned a “Butterface” the other day. Butterface: A girl who has a bangin’ body… but her face…is a mess. Now, I’ve always heard “You have such a pretty face!” which I eventually realized is what people say to Plus size Princesses. Why not just say “You’re pretty”? Why is it necessary to specify that I am only attractive from the neck up? Does this make me a Butterbody??? And don’t even get me started on people saying “You have a pretty smile” which excludes everything but a Big Girls teeth! Thank God teeth can’t gain weight. If it were possible to have fat teeth, some Big Girls would never…
A Big Girl and her Gays (Part 2)
I had a voicemail from James. “Hey Celeste… its James. I miss you. I want to see you. Call me.”I was getting tired of this homo/hetero limbo! I had been avoiding him since Kenzie and I saw him at the beach. But I had to figure this out, if my gaydar and Kenzie’s gaydar had both been stumped, there was only one thing left to do. I had to call in reinforcements… The Gays themselves. I called Adam, explained everything and before I knew it he had arranged a cocktail party at his apartment for a few people, including Colin and Dean. Adam has been my best friend since high school, Colin is his long time boyfriend and Dean is…
