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Thanks to Big Fat Blog for the most outrageously stupid argument in the anti-fat scare culture I've seen in a long time: making/selling kids' clothes in larger sizes might make more kids fat---and, god forbid, make the fat ones feel less horrible about their bodies.

Here's a (foul) taste of it:

Now retailers are responding to America's growing children, offering kids fashions in bigger sizes. While kids are happy with more fashionable options, some doctors and parents worry that while the plus-size clothes help self-esteem, they could also signal an acceptance of childhood obesity.

. . . [S]ays Christi Byrd Smith, a spokeswoman for Penney's, ". . . Our customers deserve to wear something to fit in with their peers and deserve something fashionable."

However, medical professionals and parents of overweight children are torn on the issue. Yes, larger, better-fitting clothing can provide short-term gain for children in terms of self-esteem. But will the growing selection prove to be a motivation killer?

It goes on from there.

I'd puke if it weren't what the fat-phobic think I should be doing.

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Damn that is insane!

guess what? i never had cute clothes that fit me as a fat kid, and I didn't lose wieght because of it. In fact, i felt much worse, more ostracized (sp?) and genreally losery at not being able to fit in with my peers.

Only now, when I have a full fancy wardrobe do I even think about dieting, because only now do i feel good enough about mysefl to treat myself well.

Yeah---what you said!

And I know what you mean about having to feel good about yourself---as in, to recover at least somewhat from having been fat-bashed, in its many forms, for years---before even wanting to be good to yourself and your body.

I still advocate never "dieting," at least if dieting means setting out on a course of restricted intake for any period intended to be less than the rest of your life. Or, hell, any course of seriously restricted intake at all.

What I refer to as "dieting" is really just jargon for paying attention to what I eat. I follow the WW program, which is really sensible, moderate eating. i can even have the occasional Snickers or Big mac, so it works for me.

Until I get depressed, then its anything goes...

Heaven forbid kids have good self-esteem. Jeez.

Love your icon!

I'm fat, but damn, I have a sexy voice.

That's the truth---and I guess you know it, too! Well, no reason to be coy about it.

I have said many times that I have very little penis envy, and what there is is entirely about convenience of outdoor urination (with a touch of jealousy about that writing-yer-initials-in-the-snow thing), but I do have deep voice envy. I do like those deep voices. And the way it echoes when you put your ear to the chest of a deep-voiced one and he talks.

But maybe you can't relate to that---I'm guessing you probably don't put your ear to many chests of deep-voiced men yourself. Not that there's anything WRONG with that...

I haven't read the entire article yet, but.... grrrrrrr! I mean, what the hell... should the kids show up at school naked?

I have a hard time finding clothes that I like and can afford. Good Swill and the Salvation Armoire generally don't have many plus sizes. If they do, I have to sort through much more interesting clothes not my size. Fashion Bug Plus has gone downhill, not that their quality was ever top notch. Lane Bryant sells trendy, ugly polyester garbage now. Catherine's sells boring clothing for "ladies", heavy on US flag motifs. I think the same mega-corp owns them all now.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! I can't wait until my shoulder fixes so I can teach myself how to use my sewing machine.

You know, I've been meaning to tell you: I've had chronic left shoulder problems for years. I would occasionally get remissions of a sort, but only for a matter of weeks. It has been pretty damned bad at times, causing all sorts of problems with various aspects of life. But I'm now on the longest streak of a relatively pain-free shoulder/neck I can remember (in maybe 10 years), and it seems to coincide with my getting on the CPAP machine for sleep apnea (starting back at the beginning of Feb.). Cause and effect? Who the hell knows. I'm just grateful and a little amazed, when I'm not afraid allowing amazement will jinx it (where's some wood to knock on??), having thought I'd just keep going downhill that way for the rest of my life.

I'd pursued a wide range of trad./Western medical and other therapeutic investigations/treatments, too. I can really feel for ya.

But that's not really what we're talking about here, I guess. Yeah, the clothes hunt can suck---and thrifting means going through a helluva lot of articles of clothing to find something you want & can wear. Not that I haven't had luck, but it's usually cuz I'm thrifting with "regular"-sized people who are gleaning all kinds of stuff, and I've run out of housewares and books to browse in. : ) My main sartorial approach, esp. given economic conditions, is to keep it simple and wear lots of T-shirts and whatever pants I can find and stand that fit and aren't an arm and a leg.

That's wild. It would be interesting to know if getting on the CPAP machine was what helped. Are you left-handed? Did you get "diagnosed"?

Can you tell I love this icon?

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