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Do fat women have it worse than fat men?

I've always said that being fat is harder on women than it is on men.  Not only is there a lot more societal pressure to be stick thin rather than just healthy, which men don't seem to get, but it's a lot harder to be seen as physically attractive if you're even ten or fifteen pounds overweight.

Anyway, it seems I'm not the only one thinking these things.  There's an article in the NYTimes today about overweight and obese women doing worse than men financially, an interesting angle on the effects of obesity, and in it they say:
Why doesn’t body size affect men’s attainment as much as women’s? One explanation is that overweight girls are more stigmatized and isolated in high school compared with overweight boys. Other studies have shown that body size is one of the primary ways Americans judge female — but not male — attractiveness. We also know that the social stigma associated with obesity is strongest during adolescence. So perhaps teachers and peers judge overweight girls more harshly. In addition, evidence suggests that, relative to overweight girls, overweight boys are more active in extracurricular activities, like sports, which may lead to stronger friendships and social ties. (Of course our study followed a particular group from career entry to retirement, and more study is needed to determine whether overweight girls finishing high school today face the same barriers, though these social factors suggest they do.)
That overweight women continue to trail men — including overweight men — in educational attainment in America is remarkable, given that women in general are outpacing men in college completion and in earning advanced degrees.
The article is here, if you want to read it.  It's really interesting, and a completely new angle on the trials obese (and maybe even formerly obese) women face in our society.  As if being labeled lazy, sloppy, and unfuckable isn't bad enough, heavy women also achieve less in life financially?  Jesus.  It's always a little bit heartening to see articles like this in a big paper like the NYTimes, though, because at least then I feel like people who wouldn't really give a thought to the consequences of obesity, beyond health and attractiveness, will see a little bit more of the myriad ways that something like fat permeates every aspect of a person's life in our society.

Comments

William said…
I would say that Fat Women do have it harder than Fat Men, but the more important question if Fat Men have it as easy as many Fat Women seem to believe?
Anne said…
Hi William,

I think fat men have it much worse than most of society in general would have us believe. Sure, there are the Jack Blacks and the Zach Galifanakis's of the world, out there proving that fat can be made sexy by funny (for men), but I've also known more than my share of men with body image issues, and the general treatment of fat men, when the issue of sexual desirability is removed, is just as bad as the treatment of fat women.
Anonymous said…
I admire that you describe your experience for others. I wish you the best always.
Mia
Anne said…
Thank you, Mia. That's really kind of you to say. I wish you the best too!
~A

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