A Little Less TalkSometimes, on good days, I think about stuff. On great days, I write.
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![]() Yes, I heard you. So did the three preteens in front of you who already struggle with their appearance. But maybe that was the point of your outburst. Maybe you wanted some attention taken away from the woman onscreen, who is far more than just her appearance. Maybe you were jealous. She has fame and fortune, a blossoming career, a talent for portraying a variety of character while still remaining true to herself and her fans, and the attention of the man sitting beside you. When he said she was pretty, it was almost as if you couldn't believe he could find another woman attractive other than you. Your scoff that echoed through a particularly quiet part of the movie could have gone unnoticed until you loudly voiced how he couldn't possibly really think she was pretty, because she is fat. Thankfully, the gentleman with you responded with the most logical and succinct assessment of your statement when he said you were either blind or crazy if you think Jennifer Lawrence is fat. The music picked up and your conversation was lost to most of the theater again, but I was close enough to hear that last jab: "Ugh, whatever. She's at least chunky."
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AuthorShelly Jarvis is a sci-fi and fantasy fanatic, a dedicated Whovian, and author of The Dreamwalker and Rise of the Chosen. On the occasion that she blogs, it is often in irritation. Archives
November 2017
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