What You Might Overlook When You See the Plus-Size Woman in a Swimsuit

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Standing in my kitchen, my ample thighs brushing against each other beneath my skirt, I’m working the pre-packaged pizza dough that came from one of those “Cook at Home” meal delivery services—great for when you have a coupon for a free week, but somehow you end up paying for more weeks because you forget to hit that cancel button (and let’s be honest, it’s way too pricey). The meals are marketed as “healthy” and “vegetarian,” but trust me, they’re not synonymous. As a vegetarian trying to be health-conscious, the struggle is real.

I genuinely want to be healthy. I do my best to eat well. Meat is rare on my plate, but cheese and brussels sprouts? Those are my jam. I scrutinize ingredient lists, placing back anything with “enriched” as the first word. Each morning, I whip up a green smoothie—whirring the blender, tossing in chia seeds and flax. I savor the flavor, the texture, the vibrant green. I imagine the antioxidants zooming through my veins like superheroes.

But yes, dessert is my weakness. You can probably gauge my passion for sweets by the way my thighs touch. You might notice my love for creamy brie from the gentle jiggle of my upper arms, still waving long after I’ve put my hand down. If you’re the judging type, you could scrutinize every visible part of me, and if that’s your thing, I won’t fault you.

But what about the spinach? Can you see my dedication to flax seeds in the strength of my back? Are you noticing the brightness of my eyes and the thickness of my hair, a braid cascading down? Can you tell I have resilient bones? The rosy, strong half-moons of my nails?

It’s not merely about appearances. I care about your health, but is it fair to judge a woman’s well-being solely by the thickness of her hips? Does being a size 12, 14, or 16 mean my days are numbered? Many seem to value the number on the tag inside my swimsuit over the results from my doctor’s lab tests. They think they can define my health by the width of my thighs. Forget the science. Forget the numbers. Forget the doctor. Apparently, it’s modern beauty standards that dictate worth.

If you’re the kind who judges solely by looks, then we’re not on the same wavelength.

What truly concerns me is your health. It’s not about the way I look. But it is about the way you look at me—whether I’m in a dress belting out karaoke, lounging in sweatpants while ordering spaghetti, or strutting my fabulous swimsuit by the ocean.

When you gaze, here’s what you don’t see:

• I’m strong. I can teach a child to ride a bike in a single afternoon and carry multiple grocery bags in one trip.
• My mind, fueled by flax seeds and the occasional chocolate croissant, produces essays on love, kindness, and life’s complexities.
• Sometimes my thighs touch as I knead pizza dough.
• I’m often the only one capable of opening a stubborn jar of pickles.
• Once, I carried a bed up two flights of stairs all by myself.

None of these strengths are visible in the softness of my thighs, yet they matter far more than the surface.

Here’s what truly counts:

A girl at the beach once whispered, “I like that fat girl’s bathing suit!” as I strolled past. I swam out far enough for the waves to drown out her voice, then returned to shore.

I am that fat girl in the stunning green swimsuit—a vibrant emerald against my porcelain skin, reminiscent of a mermaid’s tail.

“They only make this suit for plus-size women,” I quietly remarked to the girl, watching her face flush. I smiled kindly; perhaps she didn’t realize I could hear her, or maybe she didn’t mean any harm.

I smiled at her, because sometimes the weight of my words, the beauty of my style, and the strength of my character far surpass the size of my hips. If only someone cared to judge those qualities.

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Summary

This piece reflects on the misconceptions surrounding body image, particularly regarding plus-size women. It emphasizes inner strength, health, and the importance of looking beyond superficial judgments. The author shares personal experiences that highlight resilience, capabilities, and the value of character over appearance.