Sorry for the rather profane, if censored, heading, but I really don’t much like television. And the whole TV world has given me yet ANOTHER reason NOT to like it with the new reality show, More to Love.
Ah, Fox television. I have a love/hate relationship going on with them. Everybody loves American Idol, and even though I haven’t watched since the third season, I think it’s still a fun premise. And a great way to discover untapped talent. And being a dance aficionado, I LOVE that they have the hit show, So You Think You Can Dance, on their network. It’s proved a huge hit, and the dancing is incredible every week. I adore it.
P.S. Vote Jeanine. She is DA BOMB. She’s fighting short legs and no natural turnout, and still LOOK at her dance. Beautiful.
But back to the topic at hand. More to Love is built on the premise that the average American woman is a size 14, and the average female reality television contestant is a size 2. Okay, they still have me. Except… They are making a HUGE deal of these women being “big.” They post their weights! They have them cry on television about how they just want love even though they are “big.” In short, they are not treating them as if they are average. They are treating them as if they are HUGE.
Average is not normal in LaLa Land, so surely it’s not average in the rest of America, right? Puhleeze.
I suppose I can’t expect TOO much from a network that, a few years back, did a search to find overweight, frumpy, plain women, then spent a few months torturing them with plastic surgery, extreme exercise, major dental procedures and isolation from friends and family, all so they could turn them into a swan. A swan with a serious need to get out an AK-47 and mow down some doctors, television producers, and health trainers. Thank God that show didn’t last too long. I think ONE season….
Sadly, maybe that show, The Swan, really WAS reality. When we see larger-sized women in a show like More to Love, we call them big. We think they have not had any luck getting a date, let alone a date, because they are “big.” How many times have you heard “she has such a pretty face, but…” If we don’t all look like a SWAN–Size 2, Winsome, Attractive, Naughty/Nice–then we are not, what, real?
Does being a size 12 make you any less real than someone who is a size 6? I would say it makes you a little more real, but then someone would think I was making a joke at their expense. I suppose in some ways I am.
My battle with weight did not start until I was in my thirties, and then it became a constant fight. I had some health problems, was given some controversial medication, gained too much weight, and I have fought it ever since. I am not HUGE, nor I am considered morbidly obese, but I am a size 12, just down from a size 14. I am exercising daily, eating a high-protein, low-fat, low-carb, low-calorie diet, and my goal is a size six. I have been a size 2, and I liked it.
I don’t really like me the size I am.
Is that because the world has spent so much time convincing me that something is WRONG with the size I am?
Maybe. But with More to Love, I feel lied to and cheated, and manipulated. Don’t go to these HUGE lengths to show me I am average, just to tell me that you were KIDDING. You’re not average.
YOU ARE BIG. I guess that’s a nice way of saying fat.
What a stupid show.
Anyone else bothered by this?