Who knew that loving an average sized woman was so newsworthy???

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Chances are if you’re reading my blog you came to it via Twitter, which means you’ve also, probably, by now seen the post going around that Robbie Tripp from Miami Florida posted on his Instagram.  I’m going to preface this blog with saying I get where Robbie was coming from, and I also get where he was going with his post praising his “thick” wife and loving her “anyway” I’m a hero post.  The intention behind what he was writing was definitely meant to inspire women who feel like a man might not ever come along to love them just as they are.  And I even love that he was calling out other men to just “get over the photo shopped fake woman” trend that is so prevalent, and to let go and fall in love with a real woman.  I get it, and I back all of that.  I know that his heart was in a good place when he sat down to write his tome to his beautiful bride; but the outcome of the post, in my opinion fell way flat.  Or at least it did for me.

In case  you haven’t seen it on the internet yet, I’m pasting it below so we can all be on the same page while I rant.

“I love this woman and her curvy body. As a teenager, I was often teased by my friends for my attraction to girls on the thicker side, ones who were shorter and curvier, girls that the average (basic) bro might refer to as “chubby” or even “fat.” Then, as I became a man and started to educate myself on issues such as feminism and how the media marginalizes women by portraying a very narrow and very specific standard of beauty (thin, tall, lean) I realized how many men have bought into that lie. For me, there is nothing sexier than this woman right here: thick thighs, big booty, cute little side roll, etc. Her shape and size won’t be the one featured on the cover of Cosmopolitan but it’s the one featured in my life and in my heart. There’s nothing sexier to me than a woman who is both curvy and confident; this gorgeous girl I married fills out every inch of her jeans and is still the most beautiful one in the room. Guys, rethink what society has told you that you should desire. A real woman is not a porn star or a bikini mannequin or a movie character. She’s real. She has beautiful stretch marks on her hips and cute little dimples on her booty. Girls, don’t ever fool yourself by thinking you have to fit a certain mold to be loved and appreciated. There is a guy out there who is going to celebrate you for exactly who you are, someone who will love you like I love my Sarah.”

His post was accompanied by a photo of him and his wife on the beach.  Cute photo.  Beautiful girl.

But, I’m sorry Robbie needs to “shut the hell up for once” and in my human opinion so do all the people who are jumping on the damn bandwagon like this guy has accomplished something incredible by simply LOVING THE WOMAN HE MARRIED.  People are LOSING THEIR GOD DAMN MINDS over his post.  Like, excuse me, come again.  The fact that a man married a woman, who has “who fills out every inch of her jeans” is something to be revered???

Are you kidding me???

People are ecstatic that a man can still love a woman if she has stretch marks, like it is revolutionary, and to me it is mind blowing.  The way people are reacting to a man loving the woman he married, just as she is, is BLOWING MY MIND.

Come on fellow humans.  We need to be better.  This is NOT news.  This is NOT a man being evolved, this is simply a man in love with the woman he chose to marry.  Furthermore, Robbie, you won’t be getting any pats on the back from me.  Sorry, but it just isn’t going to happen, not that he gives a rats ass with his 48 plus thousand followers to my under 3 thousand.  But I’m just saying this is a sad reflection of low some people on the planet have set their expectation bar of what love should be and what it should look like.

I have dimples on my bum, I have stretch marks, scars, tummy rolls and loose skin, and you know what’s cool about my husband?  He’s actually BLIND to it.  He doesn’t think of it at all.  As in it doesn’t even cross his mind.  I’m not saying he doesn’t know that all this is there, I’m just saying that he’s not walking around waiting from somebody to crown him with a crown of AWESOMENESS because he loves me anyway.  I mean if we’re going to start fist pumping and clapping for people who are married to humans who are “less than them” we need to really give it up to all the twenty something gold diggers taking it for the team with men who are 40/50/60 years older than them, with shriveled penises, bald heads and stomachs so large the men haven’t seen their d*&ks in twenty years.  Those are the real love heroes if you ask me.

I love that Robbie loves his wife, who by looking at the photo is maybe a size 10.  Which in case you don’t know how sizing works; that is average for a woman.  It’s not like his wife was runner up for the TLC show my 600lb life, and hell even if she was, WHO CARES.  You love who you love.  You don’t need to label it, or get accolades from the masses for being so selfless by giving yourself to a “fat woman.”  Just stop Robbie, your wife is stunning.  Your wife is not fat, and if you think she is then honestly I think you need to rethink just how liberal and open minded you are, because I’m here to tell you that your wife is beautifully, wonderful average in the size of her body.  You’re no hero to me Robbie, just a man in love with the woman he picked.  Love is Love Robbie.

 

6 Comments

  1. I guess I have been lax in my devotion duties because my husband *obviously* deserves Oscar-level accolades for his love of me for the last 30 years. After all, he’s weathered my losing and gaining hundreds of pounds during that time, He has somehow managed to continue to adore me without ever casting aspersions on me or my visuals. Funny, that. When you love someone – when you are truly, deeply in love with them, not to mention you like them a whole lot – the visuals don’t seem to matter as much. Actually, I’ll rephrase that, because that sounds like my guy “turns a blind eye”. He doesn’t. He sees me. He SEES ME. And he loves me. In all our years together, he has never once mentioned my weight – one way or the other. Nor has he ever uttered “there’s just more of you to love!” or any other such ridiculousness. He simply loves me. And he likes me how I am. Exactly how I am, at any given time. And that is called being a decent human being.

  2. I find myself saying “Amen!” again. Besides, did I miss it or was there absolutely no mention of anything other than her looks–specifically her body shape? Things such as how smart, talented, competent, caring, thoughtful or compassionate she is? We haven’t evolved if all we can say is we love someone who isn’t PHYSICALLY perfect!

  3. Amazing! Kudos to this guy? Don’t think so.

    For years I was the one buying into the fallacy of how a woman should look to be loved. Sad, isn”t it?

    I am incredible. I am a writer, a kick-ass editor, have shoulders broad enough to absord all the tears someone can cry and a sense of humour that can twist even the most innocent of comments. (Just ask my brother!) Any man with half a brain should count himself lucky to have me.

    The one who should have written on the relationship was his wife. Would anyone be so quick to congratulate this boy if we saw both sides?

    For all of your concerns about balancing your disclosures, thank you wholeheartedly to both you and Yannick for sharing your thoughts and feelings about your family.

  4. So many things. 1). Who made this man the arbiter of what women should look like? He’s placing himself in the position of judging she’s not a 10. 2). He wants brownie points for loving her in spite of her not being a 10? Looks may propel an initial attraction but if you don’t move beyond that pretty quickly, you’re in trouble. Measuring self worth by pop culture ideals is madness! I’m not sure this article shows how virtuous he thinks he is or how shallow he is.

  5. I thought his article was to ridicule men who want women who are emaciated thin; like eat a freggin sandwich for crying out loud, thin! Women who have normal bodies, whether they are thick or curvy or bodies that have given birth, gone through the weight gain of menopause. These women should be shown as NORMAL. Not emaciated thin twenty-somethings that haven’t gone through child birth or menopause. Let’s face it, they have bodies that have NO HISTORY!
    So, let’s celebrate all women who have NORMAL bodies! One’s with history! I think his article was awesome and I get what he was trying to say. I salute you Robbie regardless of what the rest of the social media world thought!

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