Category Archives: Curvy Conversations

Big Girl Needs a JOB!

There was still snow on the ground when I looked at my most recent paycheck and decided that I needed a new job. I put my resume up on a career website and within days my phone rang: “Hi, Celeste this is Gina, from ABC Staffing, Inc., I saw your resume online it and looks great! You have a lot of good experience and with your university education, I think you are a perfect fit for a few positions we’re looking to fill. I would love to meet you, when can you come in and interview?” I had just read an article on how in today’s economy, agencies are a good way to find work. I told Gina that I…

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A Plus Size Princess & Online Dating

In the craziness that is New York City Nightlife, is it possible to meet “Mr. Right”? The general consensus of my single girlfriends, plus size or not, is No. But I would magnify that decision dramatically when it comes The Scene. While many of the plus size divas who attend these events seem to be open to love, the men who flock to the parties seem to view a plus size woman as a sexual fantasy, not a potential relationship. So, what’s a girl who is looking for The One to do? I was brought up to expect certain things from a male who was interested in me. I am looking for courtship, chivalry and of course ultimately… love. After…

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I’m in the Fat Girl Closet

The other day, I witnessed someone ask an effeminate acquaintance of mine if he had a “boyfriend”. While this man triggers my gaydar each time I see him, I know that he lives his life as if he is straight. The look on his face was a mix of emotions. It was as if for a moment, he was startled into the reality he constantly works to ignore. The odd thing was that I understood. I understood because, I am in the Fat Girl Closet. It is a rare occasion that I acknowledge the fact that I am larger than most of the people I know. I don’t talk about my weight, instead, I ignore it. I’ve convinced myself that…

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“Diet Coke And A Pizza Please”

Every big girl has their own way of dealing with their weight. Some use humor or self deprecation, making comments about their weight before someone else can. I myself choose to ignore it. I mean, inwardly its something I constantly think about, but outwardly I dont acknowledge my weight. Until I began writing here, my weight was something I just didnt talk about. A few Sundays ago, I was having brunch with my skinny (and closest) girlfriends Kenzie, Annie and Emilie at Kenzies apartment. As we sat sipping mimosas and catching up, there was a lull in the conversation. At that moment this song came on: [youtube=http:/www.youtube.com/watch?v=nuyUWNxB60A] I suddenly got the urge to jump up and dance around the room…

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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…

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Walk of Shame

It was a Friday night when my friend Kenzie called to announce that drinks were in order. Our other friends Annie and Kelsi both had dates, so Kenzie and I decided to venture out on our own. I slipped on a black pencil skirt, with a wide leather belt and tucked in a fuschia cap-sleeved top that showed just the right amount of clevage. Pulling my hair into low side ponytail, I slipped into a pair of leather and wood wedges. Then I grabbed my favorite clutch; threw in my cell phone, MetroCard, a credit card, License, and MAC lip-glass in pink poodle and I was on my way. I already had a voicemail from Kenzie when I got off…

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