Category Archives: Dating

Curvy Conversations: My Skinny Boyfriend and Those Three Little Words

My very skinny live-in boyfriend loves “large women” with “meat on their bones”. He makes “hubba hubba” noises as he’s grabbing the flab on the back of my arms or kneading my belly dough. I’ve been having a hard time dealing with my image issues and how his compliments manage to make me feel exactly like shit when he’s obviously not trying to be rude. The trouble is that I love to cook and adore good food. As a PSP, I tend to joke about my weight, claiming that I didn’t get this figure by looking at the pictures in the cooking magazines. My suburb can support a few chain restaurants, but there’s not much demand for anything too exotic.…

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Drop it Like its Hot: The First Ten Pounds… are noticed.

It was a random Monday and Robert was standing at my desk during his daily visit. We were quietly talking about everything and nothing when he stopped and looked at me. “You look different,” he said. “Do I?” “Yeah, you do. I don’t know….” I looked at him. He looked at me. “Different, good? or Different… bad?” I asked slowly. “Good… different, good.” He looked at me. I looked at him. I wasn’t sure what to say, so I just kind of shrugged my shoulders and changed the subject. ….One Week Later…. I was wearing pink heels, a black strapless sundress that hit just above my knees and a pink cardigan. I felt pretty, so I didn’t mind that I…

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There’s Nothing Like Moving To Remind a Girl She’s Single

After two years in my current apartment, I decided it was time to move. For my move, I enlisted the help of my Adam (my BFF), Colin (Adam’s BF), Jake (a close acquaintance), Jeremy (no intro needed) and I asked my friend Zora to come watch the truck. Four guys and two girls should be more than enough to easily pack up a truck and move me across Manhattan, right? Right. Thursday I get a text from Colin saying that he misread his schedule and doesn’t have the day off of work after all. Although it seemed a little odd that Colin couldn’t read his schedule properly, I wasn’t too surprised because the last time I had to move to a new…

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Large(girl) Lessons: Beware of the Bait & Switch

Good morning class! Today’s lesson is a cautionary one for my plus size princesses out there… But before I jump into things, let me give you a couple of back stories. Story number one: I was out at a dive bar on the Upper West Side with my friend Kenzie. We were enjoying cheap cocktails and singing along to the random songs on the juke box when a tall dark haired guy made his way over to our corner of the bar. “Can I buy you ladies a drink?” He asked. (Of course we said “yes”) Then he leaned over and whispered something into Kenzies ear and walked away. Kenzie sauntered over to me, “he just told me that he…

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He Never Touches Me… Thoughts???

I’ve always been the type of girl who needed physical affection. In the past, I’ve fallen for a guy behind simple things like hand holding or touching the small of my back. Its always amazing to me how the right touch from the right person can make me forget all about my size. On the other hand, there are ways of being touched that make me hyper-aware of my size. Like when a man jokingly pats me on the arm with too much force or when a female friend leans her head on me and says “you’re so… comfortable!” One of the things I’m noticing about Robert is that he’s not very affectionate with me. I’m used to guys that…

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Curvy Conversations: When Weight Makes Us Wait.

This weeks Curvy Conversation comes from an anonymous reader: Hi Cece,I love your blog and your refreshing honesty. You remind me of Carrie from Sex in the City but don’t worry you aren’t anywhere near as neurotic as she was…LOL. I see that you battle the same issues with weight and dating that I have. I have always had a battle of the bulge, but I’ve never been as obese as I am right now. I am currently a size 26 which is down from a size 28. Prior to all of this weight gain, I was never higher than a size 14. I put on all of this weight due to some changes I made in my life some…

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Um, Are We Dating? (Part Four)

The doorbell rang just as I finished curling my hair. “Coming!” I yelled as I quickly applied a coat of lip gloss. I opened the door and there was Robert holding a bottle of my favorite wine. He greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and an approving smile. It was my birthday, and I felt good…. I still wasn’t sure where exactly I stood with Robert, but we had been spending a lot of time together and though I hadn’t really thought about it this way, I realized that (for once) I had a date on my birthday! We cracked open the bottle of wine and talked in the kitchen while we waited for my roommate, Molly, to…

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I said I deserved the best… but did I believe it?

I’m really good at dating “B” or even “C” list guys. “B/C” list guys are guys who don’t meet my basic standards, who fall short on most of the qualities I’d expect from a man who was seriously interested in me. I think in the past I’ve found comfort in knowing that a guy is “out of his league” when he’s with me. I know its bad, but I think it helps me to keep my guard up, keep them at a distance… I mean, its a lot easier to let go of something that isn’t a legitimate option, right? Even though I’ve wasted time dating men who I really couldn’t see a future with, I’ve never let go of…

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Um, Are We Dating? (Part Three)

Robert and I had plans to go to a party, but when the party was cancelled at the last minute, we decided to grab dinner instead. Until now, every time we’d been together outside of work– it was a group thing (church, hanging out with his little cousins, drinks with my friends from out of town etc.). This would be our first time hanging out alone, our first time having dinner together. Maybe tonight I could figure out what his angle was. Did he see me as a friend? or perhaps something more…. We talked easily over dinner and every so often we’d have these moments where we’d just look at each other and laugh for no reason (…this felt…

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Um… Are We Dating? (Part Two)

It was 8:30 on a Friday night and I was making the work week a distant memory with cocktails at a friends birthday party. We were at a spot in the west village, dancing and talking when I felt my phone vibrate in my bag. Sorry about earlier, I had a deadline and couldn’t make my way over It was from Robert. It was also totally irrelevant (not in a bad way, but in a “why are you texting me about this, now?” way). My department had some left over cupcakes from a birthday celebration and I had sent him a text message earlier in the afternoon letting him know that there were extras in case he wanted to grab…

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