Fat

This is not like a Hunger Games’ kind of dystopia where anachronisms crop up in a futuristic America. Fat is set today. The only difference is that America believes that it’s better to be thick than thin.

All guys want fatter girls.
All girls want to be fatter.
And all people have it ingrained in their skulls that fat is best.

Skinny girls stand in mirrors and curve their backs to puff out their tummies. They go to Shake Shack every day for a double and fries, fighting their whip-fast metabolisms. They wear clothes two sizes too small, and they cake on shimmering face powder to round out every edge they can see.

They are skinny girls like Amalie.

Fat is the story about beauty in all of its shapes and forms.
And I haven’t written it yet.