My ears are ringing and my throat is a little sore.
The ringing is from the raucous laughter and music.
My throat, from screaming and singing.
Heavy Hitters Burlesque Show is a variety show that features 100% fat bodies. The show is a celebration of fat liberation, and it was probably one of the best shows of any sort that I've attended in some time.
Funded by organization like Fat Detroit, RISE (in Ann Arbor) and others, this show is distinct in that it unapologetically showcases that which mainstream stage, television and film refuse to--the joyous adulation of rounder bodies.
These performers are seasoned—Lincoln Center was mentioned more than once in bios. Movement, voice, film, and comedy were blended into a showcase of excellence.
I went because one of my friends was performing, and because I am an ally. As a brown person in the arts, I know the pain of being treated as if I can't do certain roles because of my skintone.
Look at that picture. I can't help BUT be fabulous.
My fat friends are sometimes not even able to be in the room because chairs aren't provided for them: last year, I was part of the team that helped measure the seats at Orchestra Hall (I'm the resident mathematician), and this has encouraged a discussion about accessibility at our institutions like The Detroit Opera House.
A simple thing you can do (y.o.u., I'm pointing at you, dear reader) is:
If you work at a doctor's office or anyplace where there is a waiting room,
provide chairs with no arms.
This simple act will help indicate to those with larger bodies that they are welcome.
A good time was had by all, I assure you.