So, here’s some stream of consciousness sparked off by a persistent and ongoing fuss about the latest Evans clothes collection. Consider it my Rantnarok. This is real damn long. There’s a tl;dr at the bottom if you must.
The concept of flattering can be quite simple for people; “That’s so flattering!” meaning “That suits you!” and little else. For fat people such as myself, it is a double edged blade that compliments and undermines all at once. “That’s so flattering!” often meaning “That makes you look less fat!”
“Flattering” for fat people is borderline toxic. “Be less fat.” “Don’t stand out.” We are told to do whatever is in our power to make ourselves less socially hideous, even if that means hiding our bodies away under frumpy, shapeless, colourless sacks. And “flattering” is the nicest way of saying that.
This is possibly the most basic thought you have ever expressed
Literally no one cares what you think, shut up and get out of our tags