“I’m not the average girl in your video
and I ain’t built like a supermodel
but I’ve learned to love myself
unconditionally
because I am a queen.”
- “Video”, India.Arie

I’ve been meaning to delve into this for a week now.  Okay, not quite a week.  Maybe just a few days.  But when you’re pre-wedding-fanatical, time seems to stop.  Until you look at a to-do list, and then you realize HOLYHELLAWHOLEWEEKHASGONEBY.  Regardless, I’ve been meaning to write this.

I read an article leading up to the season premier of “Grey’s Anatomy”, which (before this season) was one of my favorite shows.  The article was well-written, speaking about how Grey’s has found such a devote following because the creator/head-writer of show was not only a woman, but an african-american woman, and people finally found a show they could connect with.  That it bridged gaps across races, genders, and people of different physicalities.

Yes, I agreed with it.  It does do all of that.  And although I was a Sandra Oh/Isiah Washington/Loretta Divine fan long before Grey’s, it WAS nice to see people of all races represented.  But.. different physicalities?

Right.  It went on to say what a breakthru the series was for starring a curvy, plus-sized actress.  That the actress playing Izzy was heavier than normal actresses and .. dare I repeat it.. plus-sized.

Um.  Hold on just a gosh-darned-double-glazed second.

I’m not denying she’s attractive.  In fact, I would give up any amount of money to have the body of Katherine Heigl, who plays Izzy.  If you missed her radiant curves on the Emmy Awards, it’s completely worth googling.  In my humble opinion, she has a godess-like stature to her, with her long legs, golden hair, and breasts that seem unaware of gravity.  She’s gorgeous.  She gives Charlize Theron a run for her money.

But.. plus-sized?!

So I went in to this past week’s episode a little jaded.  Because if THAT is plus-sized, I am officially morbidly obese.

And I should say that, you know, I’m getting married in less than two weeks, so weight is most definitely on my mind.  I’m probably a bit sensitive.  But when I make a point of eating only tuna for lunch and drinking two V8s a day and BodyJamming it three times a week plus doing strength training to be a happy size 10.. yeah, I have an idea where you can stick your “plus size”. 

(Spare me the “Well, she probably IS plus-sized in today’s Hollywood” blah blah blah.)

Because here’s what I saw last week: Callie danced in a cami and panties.  Callie IS plus-sized.  She’s probably a size 8.  And in a moment that made me catch my breath (because I don’t know that I could’ve done it), the camera zoomed in on her body, gorgeous and glowing, as she danced around her abode in just her cami and panties.

Actress Sara Ramirez has my undying respect and devotion now.  It was incredibly hard to appear onstage in only a bra for “Shel’s Shorts” (although you would never hear me say such), because you knew that the minute your flesh was exposed, every female eye in the room began running you over for any flaw they could pounce on.  I could simply not imagine exposing my thighs the the world during primetime.

In all honesty, she was hot.

It was just that moment, unabashed and free, that made me think maybe we don’t have to be size 2s to get by. 

She was beautiful.  Maybe I have my moments, too.  Maybe I can wear a cami and panties while I’m dancing and it would be okay. (But there will probably be no one else home.)

I just wanted to give mad props to Callie.

It’s a Sara/h thing.