It’s amazing how many people have the idea that fat chicks don’t have sex.  Some believe, we’re so far from the female ideal fed to us by the media and entertainment industries, that nobody wants to have sex with us.  They believe we sit home every night, eat ice cream and watch Oprah reruns on Tivo.  But my dear little chicklettes, this simply is not the case.  In fact a recent study indicates that fat chicks have sex MORE often than skinny chicks.  You can read about the study HERE.  Ya know, one really interesting thing I discovered, as I researched this study is how the media spun it.  It was actually very difficult to find a link to this study that wasn’t coupled with somebody’s opinion.  A lot of these opinions were fairly insulting to fat chicks.  Some said that fat chicks had more sex because they have poor impulse control and couldn’t say no.  Others said that fat chicks feel bad about themselves and needed sex to feel better.  Others simply said that the fat chicks lied about how much sex they were having.  None of these opinions about sex and fat chicks had any basis in scientific research–they were pure conjecture.  But it is amazing what lengths the media and entertainment industries will go to in order to further the “thin is sexy” concept.  Even in light of the study I referenced in my previous blog post which showed that many, many men prefer bigger chicks, many in the media assume and report that fat chicks are sluts or the study is wrong.

Puhleese!  We know that fat chicks are having sex because they are powerful, beautiful and sexy.  They are sexberries–round, ripe and luscious.  So if you’ve got a little extra junk in the trunk, or a few well-placed rolls, so what?  You’re gorgeous and you can get some sweet, sweet lovin if you choose to!  Don’t let anybody ever tell you different.

Love,
The Fat Chick

No, I’m not talking about the little girl with the pink prairie hat.  I’m talking shortcake baby, I mean a big one.  Specifically, the world’s largest strawberry cake.

Apparently in 2005, the largest fruit shortcake ever was baked in La Trinidad.  This sweet, strawberry behemoth apparently fed 42,080 people at the town’s 4th annual Strawberry Cake Festival in the Philippines.  Here’s the stats:

Shape: Giant Strawberry
Height: 8 ft.
Length: 12 ft.
Width: 9 ft.
Ingredients:  1082.5 pounds of butter, 2128.5 pounds of strawberry preserves and 5170 pounds of strawberries.

Total weight: 21,120 lbs.

Conclusion: The world’s largest shortcake weighs more than me.

Want to hear more about SHORTCAKE?  Check out my second sexberry article HERE on The Fat Chick Sings!

Well, I’m happily nomming all those strawberries and I have to say they are delicious.  And after a little googling I found a study conducted by some scientist-type-guys that show that strawberries are actually good for your sex drive (check HERE).  So I’m downing strawberries (in the form of strawberry shortcake) in large doses.  This is an experiment, you see.  I’m just trying to confirm, on a scientific basis, if what the science geeks say is true.

Now there are those among you (you know who you are) who might suggest that eating a lot of strawberry shortcake might make me rounder AND less attractive to the opposite sex.  And I’ll say “HOLD IT RIGHT THERE, BUSTER!”  Who says guys don’t like round girls?  Some recent surveys on the subject have produced some extremely interesting results.  It seems when presented with pictures of tankini clad cuties, most dudes went for the size 12 or the size 14 girls.  Yup.  The trim, toned, size 8 got the lowest scores.  When it comes to hitting fashion magazines, we big girls might not win the day.  But apparently, when it comes being the one boys want to hit the sheets with, we big girls got it going on!  Read about it HERE.

So are you letting fat phobia stunt your sex life?  Are you on a crazy diet because you think men only like size 0 women?  Are you aware you are reading a blog when you could be EATING CHOCOLATE?  I’ve often said that healthy is as healthy does.  And you know what, sexy is as sexy does too.  It’s like magic: decide you are sexy and POOF you are!  Enjoy my Lieblings.

‘Scuse me, but I need to put a little more real whipped cream on my shortcake, I mean research.

Love,
The Fat Chick

Located in Strawberry Point in Iowa (where all the big fiberglass veggies live) is the world’s largest strawberry.   The giant berry was apparently built in 1968 by F. Hardie Advertising in Dubuque, IA.
Here’s the Stats:
Size: 15 ft x 12 ft
Status: Ripe
Weight: 1,430

Conclusion: The world’s biggest strawberry weighs more than me.
Want to hear about sexberries and why I have strawberries on the brain?  Click HERE to read about it on Fat Chick Sings!

It’s so funny how the mind works isn’t it?  This week I went to the Farmer’s market in Monrovia and picked up some of the sweetest, juiciest and most luscious strawberries you ever saw.  And I thought, ‘those strawberries are SEXY!’  The idea of equating strawberries with sex is hardly new.  Add a little candlelight and whipped cream and well, one thing will lead to another, ya know?  But what struck me this week is that although strawberries are healthy, they aren’t skinny.  And if we used skinny terminology on strawberries, they don’t sound good at all.  Toned, thin, strong, skinny, trim strawberries?  Yuck!  What those strawberries were is ripe.  And ripe is sexy.

So instead of thinking of myself in weight-driven, glossy, model terms, I’m thinking of myself in terms of fruit.  This week, I’m a sexberry.  I’m round, full, ripe, juicy, sweet, and luscious, honey.  And I’m just a tiny bit tart just to keep things interesting.  So you just keep an eye on this blog.   You never know what will turn up.

Love,
The Fat Chick

The sweet chile salmon I had for dinner the other night [recipe here] got me thinking about the biggest fish in the sea, and that my friends is the whale shark.  (Before you get all sassy, regular whales aren’t fish, they’re mammals–so there nyeah.)  Despite it’s organic, low-carb, largely vegetarian diet, this is one big mother of a fish.  And the lovely, gentle whale shark offers further proof that not all big girls live on McDonalds Big Macs and ice cream sundaes.  Here’s the stats:

Diet: Plankton, seaweeds and small fish
Length: 18-32.2 feet
Approximate Volume: Similar to a school bus
Average Weight: 20.6 tons

Conclusion: The Whale Shark weighs more than me.

I’m constantly looking for yummy, easy, healthy fish recipes and I recently found this gem for broiled salmon.  It’s super easy!

Salmon with Sweet Chili Glaze, Sugar Snap Peas, and Pea Shoots
adapted from Bon Appetit, April 2010
serves 6

• 1/4 cup Asian sweet chili sauce [I use Mae Ploy]
• 3 Tablespoons soy sauce, divided
• 2 Tablespoons finely grated (or finely chopped) fresh ginger, divided
• 6 6-ounce salmon fillets, with (or without) skin
• 2 Tablespoons dark sesame oil
• 3 cloves garlic, minced
• 8 ounces sugar snap peas (or snowpeas), trimmed
• 1 1/2 tablespoons Chinese rice wine or dry Sherry
• 3 cups pea tendrils or [pea sprouts] (about 6 ounces)

Line a rimmed baking sheet with foil, and place salmon fillets, skin side down, on the sheet.

Whisk together the chili sauce, 2 Tablespoon soy sauce, and 1 Tablespoon ginger in a small bowl.  Pour over the salmon, and let stand at room temperature for 30 minutes.

Preheat broiler.  Spoon any marinade remaining on baking sheet over the salmon.  Broil, without turning, until browned in spots and almost opaque in the center, 6-10 minutes, depending on the thickness of the fillets.

Meanwhile, heat the sesame oil in a large heavy skillet over medium-high heat.  Add the remaining ginger and the garlic, and stir until aromatic, about 30 seconds.  Add the sugar snap peas and stir, cooking until crisp-tender and brown in spots, 2-3 minutes.  Add the remaining soy sauce, rice wine, and pea tendrils, and cook, stirring constantly, until the tendrils begin to wilt, about 1 minute.  Drizzle with sesame oil.

Place 1 salmon fillet on each plate, and spoon the warm salad over the salmon.  Serve immediately.  I served mine with a bit of steamed rice on the side.

YUMMY!

My excursion to the McDonalds Railroad got me thinking about rail cars.  As it turns out, passenger rail cars went through several heavyweight and lightweight stages depending on whether smooth ride (comfort) or fuel efficiency (speed) were in vogue.  This is sort of the transportation equivalent of the yo-yo dieter.  In any case, here’s the current stats:

Rail Car Length: 60-70 ft.
Weight Empty: 30 tons
Weight Full: Up to 140 tons

Conclusion: Empty or full, a rail car weighs more than me.

We recently stopped at McDonalds on our way to a trade show in Vegas.  The McDonalds had converted rail cars–which is where we sat.  As you can see from the picture, it was kind of fun.  And as you can see from the picture, it was pretty windy.  And my German friend Marcel (also in the picture) was sort of interested in the whole McDonalds/Train Car/Tourist extravaganza.

I know, I know.  I’m furthering the fat girls eat McDonalds stereotype, but I do–very occasionally eat at fast food places.  (As do most people I know–skinny or fat).  I eat a lot less fast food than I used to though.  I have gradually weaned myself off fast food and now will eat it in a pinch.  But now that I eat rarely at fast food places, I find I don’t enjoy it very much.

That said, I understand the instant gratification, nom while I’m on the LA freeways for over two hours allure of fast food.  I’ve always known that fast food isn’t the best for me, but when you’re working an 16-hour day with a 1+ hour commute each way, it’s tempting to pull into the drive through and get a little bag of psudo-food. 

I tackled this the same way I’ve tackled other issues in my life–a little bit at a time.  As I may have mentioned before, I do not diet.  I do however try to tackle one “food related” habit per month to work on.  And when I started this process years ago, the first habit I tackled was the drive through.  I didn’t try to give up fast food altogether at that time.  And I didn’t try to deal with every aspect of my eating habits all at once.  For one month, I simply decided not to go to a drive through.  That was it.  That was enough.  Now, years later, I VERY rarely visit a drive through.  And I find that I’m not really even tempted any more.  So instead of trying to change all my health habits at once–which might last maybe a few months, I’ve tried tackling one health habit at a time–resulting in changes still in place years later.  I’m totally convinced this is the way to go.

A while back, I limited sodas of any kind to meals outside of the house.  I stopped buying soda for home a few years ago.  This month I went cold turkey on sodas and pretend sugar of any kind.  I thought, well this should be easy.  I’ve already limited soda.  WRONG!  At first the cravings were pretty intense, but as always, the cravings are gradually subsiding.  But clearly, for this month, that’s enough.

So how about you?  Do you have ONE food-related health habit you’d like to improve this month?  How about one fish or vegetarian meal per week?  How about eating a good breakfast every day?  Are you ready to cut down on your two-pot-per-day coffee habit?  Drop me a line and let me know how you’re doing.  And remember, success comes one step at a time.

Love,
The Fat Chick

Went to the races today and so I have horses on the brain.  (Not literally, I mean–ouch!)  But I loved watching those beauties sprint across the line.  So I did a little research and here are the stats:

Hand=4 inches
Height: 15-17 hands (60-68 inches)
Weight: 900-1200 lbs.

Conclusion: A race horse weighs more than me (and is faster than me too). 
Want to hear more about my trip to the races?  [Click here.]