He’s opened my eyes to the fact that there are a lot of men out there who prefer plus-size women and that the pool isn’t as small as I thought it was.And I feel very secure and confident when I’m with him.I’ve been seeing someone now who’s given me a newfound perspective.He definitely cares about me and likes spending time with me, but if he could stare at my ass all day long, he would.
This piece was bought by a national women’s magazine, then killed, and I think now is the time to post it. I’m also a publicist, an extrovert, a bargain-shopper extraordinaire and an unbelievably good friend.They like the feeling of being with someone who’s bigger than they are and the voluptuousness of another body.A man approached me on the subway when I was 24 and wanted my phone number desperately. I was once fooling around with someone I’d been out with a few times.*** I was on a date recently and a woman sat down at the next table, catty-corner to me. But what’s most visible about me, what defines me before I even open my mouth, is my size.I was embarrassed and annoyed, already contemplating how I was going to get out at the end. I’ve dieted my whole life and can’t remember a time when I wasn’t concerned about my weight.
Yes, there have been times I’ve felt uncomfortable at bars because guys talk to my friends and not me, and if I notice a group of men snickering at me, that always makes me upset. When I started on BBW (Big Beautiful Women) dating sites, I got crazy amounts of e-mails.