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Originally Posted by AwShucks
I've only heard it when someone was describing a heavy woman - proportional, not proportional, sturdy, firm, jiggly, whatever -- someone who was not the culture's ideal of thin. I wouldn't take it as a compliment. However - I've been told that some men DO like "a woman with some meat on her bones." I just haven't met one, and if I do, he better not call me "thick" when asking for my number!
lol
You ladies that have boyfriends or husbands, did he verbally let you know that he liked your shape? Or, was it a non issue? I would think if he wanted to get to know you at all, he liked your shape. He wouldn't have to say, "Hot dayum, I like me a thick woman!" hahahahah
I found my hubby through a personal ad I placed that appeared in the local news paper and on the paper's website. A photo wasn't an option for the print ad, but the online ad allowed a photo and additional information.
My hubby responded to the online ad, so he had seen my photo, but some of the guys who responded to my ad had only read the print ad, so had no idea what I looked like, except for my height, exact weight, hair/eye colors, and that I was pear, not hourglass shaped. I didn't use vague or cutesy euphemisms for my weight or shape, because I wanted to weed out the guys who would be put off. I'd rather have a couple interested responders than dozens of ultimate rejections.
Hubby and I got to know one another very well by phone before we met. I didn't even know he had seen my photo online until he sent me his. I wasn't a big fan of men with long hair and absolutely hated facial hair. Hubby had waist-length long hair and a mustache and goatee. He also smoked, which would have been a dealbreaker in itself, if I hadn't fallen for him before I met him (and before I saw his photo).
Early on, Hubby never mentioned my weight or shape much, but did say I was much prettier in person than in my photo.
He and I both have always been very open and honest, so we both know that our sizes and shapes aren't each other's idea of physical perfection. I know that hubby's celebrity crushes are Uma Therman and Drew Barrymore and he knows mine are Patrick Stewart and Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson.
When I tell hubby he's sexy, he tells me I'm blind, and tells me he has no idea what I see in him. He'll occasionally make an objective comment about my shape as in whether particular styles of clothing are flattering to my shape, but He's never really focused on any aspect of my shape wjen telling me or showing me that he finds me beautiful and sexy (except that his favorite boobie is the biopsy-scarred one, because it reminds him how lucky he is not to have lost me to the month-long cancer scare we had after a lump was found on a mammogram I had a week before our wedding, and had removed a month after.)