Hi, everyone! I’m so excited to be here and would like to thank Kristan for inviting me.
So onto my topic! Should size really matter?
When I first began writing my Perfect Fit series featuring plus-size heroines, I had no clue how strongly I would relate to these fictional women. As a child, I was short but never skinny. In my teen years, I had never been what someone would call slender. As a divorced adult in my mid-twenties, I’d held a brief stint as the confident “it” girl who walked into the bar and sent all the guys’ tongues wagging, even though I wasn’t thin by definition in my size twelve jeans. Now, as an adult who’s carried two oversized baby boys in her stomach (seriously, my last one was a whopping twelve pounds!), I’m basically what some people would refer to as…
Excuse me for using the F word here. Fat.
Life is too short to NOT love ourselves for having someone else’s version of a less-than-ideal body type. Not only is it a harmful way of thinking, but sometimes we just have to give ourselves a freaking break. Be vulnerable. Be imperfect. None of that makes us worth less.
In Size Matters, my heroine feels very negatively about her weight, but then she’s had her mother nagging her about it her entire life. However, she’s lucky to have her best friend, a curvaceous woman who is rocking it!
There will always be someone out there willing to say something negative about us. But no amount of body-shaming should ever make us feel bad about ourselves. One day, society will catch up to us and see past our size to what makes us special.
In fact, they’re already starting to.
This year alone, there have been some great strides in that direction. Like back in February, when Sports Illustrated made history by featuring plus-size model Ashley Graham on its cover. The purple and orange bikini showed off all of her voluptuous curves, and I can’t imagine a single person out there, especially a man, glancing at that photo and not thinking that she looked sexy.
Not surprisingly, romance novels – written by and for women – have made perhaps the most progress in this area. No longer is every heroine a blond, virginal, size two princess. There are plenty of examples of BBW novels, and BBW authors too! 😉
And although I’m happy to report that Hollywood has begun to showcase curvier women in more prominent film and television roles too, I sometimes, as a viewer, still feel let down by the industry standards. Maybe it’s just my skewed perception, but oftentimes these plus-size women are largely shown in roles that feature them as the frumpy, sometimes witty, housewife. Or the sarcastic, man-hating best friend who can’t seem to get a date. Or the jilted ex-wife who was left behind for a slender, younger version of herself.
It seems to me that these plus-size actresses are rarely depicted as the kick-butt heroine of an exciting new action-adventure movie. Or why can’t they be the hero’s love interest in an upcoming big-screen romantic comedy. Thank goodness for Bridget Jones! But why can’t we have more of these realistic heroines? Why aren’t they being made?
So my question to you is…
What kind of television or film role would you like to see a curvier girl featured in as the heroine of the story?
Everyone who comments will be entered into a drawing for a signed print copy of my upcoming release, Size Matters! This giveaway is open internationally and closes in 48 hours.
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Size Matters (A Perfect Fit, #1)
The rules of (fake) engagement…
Leah Martin has spent her life trying to avoid temptation. But she’s sick of low-fat snacks, counting calories, and her hyper-critical mom. Fortunately, her popular new bakery keeps her good and distracted. But there aren’t enough éclairs in the world to distract Leah from the hotness that is Sam Cooper – or the fact that he just told her mother that they’re engaged…which is a big, fat lie.
Sam sometimes speaks before he thinks. So what started out as defending Leah’s date-ability to her judgmental mother soon turned into having a fiancée! Now the plan is to keep up the fake engagement, stay “just friends,” and make Leah’s family loathe him enough to call the whole thing off. But Sam has an insatiable sweet tooth, not only for Leah’s decadent desserts but her decadent curves. Her full lips. Her bright green eyes. Yep, things aren’t going quite according to plan. Now Sam has to convince Leah that he’s for real…before their little lie turns into one big, sweet disaster.