I remember my mother telling the salesperson at the store that I needed dungarees in “husky,” which was the description used because “fatso” wasn’t good for marketing. I was young and, though not obese, not thin. I was chubby, and so I required “husky” jeans to fit me. Here’s the thing: I didn’t like the idea that I needed to wear husky dungarees, but that was my husky reality at the time.
I grew out of it somewhat, although I’ve never been a thin person. I never had washboard abs, I was never in the running for Calvin Klein underwear model. Yet, I somehow managed to attract the most beautiful woman in the world and get her to marry me. Life’s good. So I will not be anyone’s victim.
A Google search of “getting your body ready for the beach” produces hundreds of millions of hits, often accompanied by ads for products that promise to whip you into shape. Yet, as ever, modern women are pushing back.
