I try, I really try!

Honestly, I really try hard not to be a fatist.  But when is comes the moderately obese, that I do not personally know, it can be hard.  Especially when that person kind of makes me throw up in my mouth during my dinner.  The real reason for my vomitus moment was not the woman just being fat.  It was that she was so fat that she did not realize that the back of her shirt was hiked up around several rolls of back fat, all the way up to her bra line.  Her entire, volumunous back was exposed the whole restaurant.  It was a lot of back fat.

Now if I was at the beach or a swimming pool or somewhere else where it would be appropriate for me to see her back fat in the flesh, then I wouldn't have gotten sick.  But I was visually assulted and couldn't help it.

The nice girl in me wanted to walk up to her and quietly & discreetly point the wardrobe malfunction out.

The evil girl in only pointed it out to my husband, who in turn threw up a bit in his mouth as well.