I could’ve added Jeff Garlin in I Want Someone to Eat Cheese With to the no fat dudes category, but see, I’m full of restraint. Who says wisdom doesn’t come with age? But there’s something non-real about comedians portraying relationships, and if I’m correct Sarah Silverman’s character is a total fuck up, so I can’t exactly fault the casting. Fat dudes aren’t always disallowed.
Now that that’s out of the way…I hate being overly earnest but I find it distressing (not majorly, just in passing, and I know this moment passed a few weeks ago) that people actually think this is fat. I mean, this image is horrendous on countless levels, but the woman isn’t fat. It only reinforces the need for my No Fat Dudes crusade to soldier on.
As a counterpart, I would also like to highlight the flipside, another pointless fascination of mine: male stars with average wives. I’m not saying fat because my concept of fat is so far beyond a female weighing 140 pounds or being a size 8. I just mean not Hollywood hot and skinny.
I was struck by this photo of Clive Owen and wife that was in OK or In Touch or some crap I was reading at the gym. I don’t think of Mr. Owen one way or the other, but the couple did seem a big gloriously mismatched.
But now my image has been shattered by commenters on d listed claiming that’s his assistant, not his wife. Damn. I so wanted to believe. Well, if there’s anything to be said, it’s that his actual wife, who doesn’t look chubby in the least, does have a peculiar fashion sense.