What is it with overweight women exposing their bellies? Maybe it’s a Vegas thing. We were at Bellagio this morning, waiting to be seated at one of the restaurants. Standing across from us we saw an all too common sight: yet another middle-aged woman wearing a cropped shirt. Her stomach looked like a sagging breast hanging over the top of her too tight jeans.
Are these women horny? Is this some sort of mating ritual? Do they worship Buddha’s belly but not Buddha? Or maybe their deity is a fertility goddess? Most importantly, do they honestly think this is attractive? New rule: our bodies aren’t beautiful unless we are on the cover of Shape magazine. If that insults you, good, I’m happy. That means on some level, you are guilty of exposing your fat belly in public. Shame on you.
What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Is this slogan really a secret code for: go ahead, dress like a fat tramp. We won’t tell.
Well, I’ll tell. I’ll tell right here.
