Fatadelic

Edit 3 Dec 2007: DAMN! DAMN! DAMN! I accidentally deleted this page and had to recreate it from my Google cache. I think that means that any comments on it have been deleted too, so sorry if you had said something friendly or insighful.

1. My name is Melanie
2. I was born in 1971
3. I am a Leo with Virgo rising
4. Despite the Virgo influence, I am not very tidy (although I am fussily pedantic about other things)
5. I have blue eyes
6. I have blonde hair
7. The blonde comes from a bottle.
8. Naturally, I have mousey-brown nothing hair.
9. I wear glasses
10. My glasses make a statement! They are black, bold and quite retro. I bought them in 1997, and I still get people stopping me in the street to say “cool glasses” - no joke!
11. My partner is John. He is an artist and used to be a chef.
12. I am fat
13. I believe in fat and size acceptance
14. I believe that much of what society believes about fat, its effect on health,and fat people is false.
15. I have three cats, Lexi, Minni and Lilly, who are my babies.
16. I would not be alive if it weren’t for my cats.
17. I have Major Depression (the biological kind)
18. There are days when I don’t believe I will get better.
19. I have burst into tears twice today for no real reason
20. although I am pre-menstrual, to boot.
21. I enjoy web design, although I am relatively new to it, and haven’t made the switch from old-fashioned HTML to CSS, particularly for layout.
22. I think finishing this list will be a challenge.
23. As a child, I read anything and everything I could get my hands on.
24. I had no idea what was going on in the world around me while I was reading as I was so engrossed in what I read.
25. My 4th grade teacher (who was a lovely woman) gave me a huge garbage bag full of books that her daughter didn’t read anymore, as she knew I loved reading.
26. It only took me a few months to get through the pile, from Pollyanna to 20000 Leagues Under the Sea
27. My 2nd grade teacher hated me, and particularly my handwriting. She’d make me stay in during recess and lunch to redo (and redo and redo) the exercises from our handwriting lesson. She insisted that my writing was messy because I was daydreaming and then rushing. (HINT to teachers - this is not the way to encourage improvement in anything!) She concentrated on my writing, browbeating me over it day after day, neglecting the fact that I was above average in all other aspects of class.
28. I developed a dislike of writing by hand, and the conviction that messy writing is unforgivable
29. As an adult, I will choose to type things were possible, rather than write it by hand
30. I came Dux of the Class at the end of Primary School (6th class. I was about 12 years old). That is the equivalent of being Valadictorian in the US
31. I yelled at my Mum when she was on the phone bragging about it. I said something along the lines of “I lost weight this week. Why can’t you brag about that, instead of my marks. I didn’t even try at school.”
32. I guess my priorities were really screwed up.
33. I would refuse to eat breakfast and throw my lunch in the bin. I had learnt early and hard that “eating is bad”.
34. By 14 or 15, I was at my slimmest, but I was also vomiting every day, in addition to skipping breakfast and lunch.
35. By 16 or 17 the weight was all back on, plus more!
36. My first exposure to the idea that being fat wasn’t evil was when I was at Uni.
37. I didn’t believe it, but over the years the idea germinated and grew.
38. I do not believe that losing weight will make me happier
39. I do not believe that losing weight will make me more loved
40. I do not believe that losing weight will make me more able to live my life
41. I do not believe that losing weight will make me more attractive to the opposite sex.
42. I do not believe that losing weight will miraculously transform me into a super being
43. I do not believe that losing weight will solve all my problems in one fell swoop.
44. I have become a fat acceptance activist
45. I like my shape and size.
46. I feel comfortable in my own skin.
47. I refuse to put up with the general public’s ignorant attitude to fat.
48. I have learnt to come back at the yobbo boys (or men) who think it is cool to yell “Hey, Fatso” from the car, the young girls who think fat is catching and the “well-meaning” people who point out that I am fat with a witty, yet cutting remark…most of the time.
49. I can’t imagine being slim. I would feel like an essential part of myself, my identity were missing.
50. I forgot to save, and lost a heap of what I was writing in here. Damn!
51. I like shopping for clothes in New York. They have such a wide variety of funky and classy plus-sized clothes.
52. I do not like clothes shopping in Sydney. Apparently all fat woman in Sydney are supposed to be and/or dress like grandmothers.
53. I like breaking the “fashion rules” for fat people.
54. I love wearing my pink fake-snake jacket with my silver pants.
55. I love vintage costume jewellery, especially 20s and 30s stuff.
56. I like classic designer silver jewellery. Think Jensen.
57. I like contemporary silver jewellery made by creative young designers.
58. Forget Angus & Coote or similar. It’s overpriced, mass-created junk.
59. Maybe my Leo side is showing a little???
60. I think so.
61. I have what is commonly known as a “temper”.
62. I lose it often.
63. I have an amateur interest in astrology
64. In addition to I’ve already told you (i.e. I’m Leo with Virgo rising), my Moon is is Pisces, my Mercury is in Virgo, my Venus is in Leo, and my Mars is in Aquarius. Make of that what you will.
65. I find it hard to open up to people.
66. Yet I’m writing my thoughts and feelings on the net for ‘anyone’ to read. Theoretically, anyway. It would mean that someone would actually have to come to this site!
67. I love John’s cooking, particularly his Italian food.
68. He cooks most nights, or brings food for me from work. That’s one of the benefits of living with a (former) chef.
69. We live in a studio in an old warehouse. When I say studio, I don’t mean “tiny one bedroom apartment”, I mean large open-spaced high ceilinged space. It’s an “old style” artist studio. Old style, because where artists used to have their studios there are now converted “New York Style” apartment’s. Yeah, right!
70. It’s cold in winter and hot in summer
71. I still love it.
72. I lived in New York for a while in 96/97
73. I loved it. Such a cosmopolitan place.
74. I want to go back there, even though I know it was changed forever by Sept 11
75. I would like to travel more, but not on a round-the-world tour. I want to spend time in each place.
76. I would like to go to Russia, Bulgaria, Germany, Hungary, France, China, Japan, Turkey, India, Morocco, and many many more places.
77. I studied Ancient History, Ancient Greek and Latin at Uni
78. I don’t see many Ancient Greeks or Romans around the place.
79. I love staying up and watching the old British movies from the 20s, 30 and 40s on the ABC
80. I get sucked in the the Late movie
81. Then the Late Late movie
82. And then the Late Late Late movie
83. It’s the fashion and the hair that does it. Ah, those were the days when women thought a fox fur, complete with feet, was chic…
84. Not to mention the British accents, stilted acting, and improbable storylines.
85. My mother is a hypnotherapist and psychic
86. Actually, my whole family are psychics and used to run a psychic business.
87. Mum regressed me to some previous lives once.
88. The first one was Wuthering Heights-esqe, and I died of a fever. My mum panicked because my breathing changed when I was “dying”, and brought be out of the trance.
89. In the second one, I was (what else?) an Ancient Egyptian stone mason working on the carvings in the pyramids.
90. My mum worries about me too much.
91. Only 9 more Things to go (I know its cheating, but so what?)
92. I was deeply affected when my brother died a few days after he was born.
93. I was 3 or 4. My parents didn’t think I understood.
94. I once tried to amuse my little sister by sticking a rattle with a suction cup base on her forehead. She wasn’t amused. Neither was Mum.
95. I haven’t spoken to my real Dad in years.
96. I don’t want to.
97. John will be bringing my dinner home shortly (yum!)
98. I am afraid of spiders. They are creepy, unclean and they plot.
99. I am not afraid of the Big Bad Wolf
100. I made it to 100!