Fat suits and belt loops.

So my darling friend Anna Smith alerted me of this article about our favorite guilty pleasure, Pretty Little Liars. Now, I've already mentioned that Ashley Benson is the absolute opposite of a Fat Chick, and uuuh...it's pretty obvious:

"'I put the fat suit on, and honestly, I almost started crying when I started saying my lines...I felt so sad for her, when she’s asking Sean to go to a party with her, and he’s looking at her like she’s crazy. And he’s trying to be sweet to her. I know what it’s like to have the courage to just talk to a boy, and honestly, tears were welling up in my eyes while I was doing the scene, because I felt so bad for her.'"

QUICK. Someone please explain to me why Fat Chicks are supposed to have low self-esteem! Seriously. Asking guys out really isn't that hard if you approach it with confidence, and if they guy looks at you like you're crazy, he's probably not worth asking out, is he?! Yikes. There should be a disclaimer at the end of this article: "Disregard statements of skinny actor; she doesn't know any better."

In other news, I've hit yet another clothing-related milestone. I only own one belt, as those of you who know me know well ("My fucking pants are falling down." "Damn it, hang on, I need to pull my pants up." "I should invest in another belt.") Said belt is now too big. I have run out of holes and have to make my own in order to tighten it to suit my needs. WOO.

Unfortunately, I don't have much else to say. Things have been kind of kooky and busy around the homestead these days, so I haven't had a normal week or weigh-in in a while. Back on track on Monday, see you then!