No one ever dances with a Phat Chick.

The world is a sucky place. A place where no woman has the right to have womanly curves, and where no man wants to dance with a FAT CHICK. You heard me: the title may say Phat. I mean "Fat".

Fat can be of many types; slightly overweight is the same as obese which is the same as curvacious, but its all the same in the end, innit?

I just dont understand it. Why would someone want to dance with a girl who has 2 left feet and is stick-thin, when he can dance with someone who manages to move subtly but sensuously, and has a bit of a belly?

I'm not talking about myself here, thought this post does stem from personal experiences. Since you've all guessed by now, I don't get asked to dance much. And thus I have time to stand in the corner and observe. Guys only dance with girls who are "pretty", thin, and who wear revealing (or whats currently "in") type clothes.

Say theres a grossly overweight girl, who is pretty even though she's fat (pretty fat-teehee) and she's wearing something that nicely covers up her bulges, makes her figure looks somewhat streamlined and is a good dancer. Like she manages to move well without doing too much or trying to do things she shouldn't be doing at her size even if she can manage them. She's danced before with these men, they've even seen and appreciated the way she moves.. yet she has to ask them for a dance. Ofcourse they wont say no. And they'll enjoy the freakin' dance. But a little part of her dies.

I know it seems sexist to assume that the guy should ask the girl, but then again it is not a girls place to refuse a guy a dance. Basic manners state that a if a guy asks you to dance, you cannot refuse him the first time. The second time you can plead hurting feet or tired-ness. But the first time, you HAVE to dance. No matter if he's butt-ugly, unattractive, cannot dance, steps on your feet, has bad breath, is shorter than you. No matter that your feet are killing you in those stilettos or that you're dying for a drink or you're short of breath or you are just plain turned off by the sight of him. You HAVE to follow through with the first dance. It takes a lot of guts for a guy to walk across the room and ask a girl to dance, especially if he doesn't know her. Be nice to him and dance with him. Its only 3 minutes of your entire life.

But the whole problem lies in him asking you. What if he doesn't? Then what do you do? And on a dance floor(as it happens in many other areas(not counting birth records) there are always more girls than guys. Which means that the most of the guys will be dancing on the floor, with a "hot" skinny chick, while the slightly differently shaped girls stand around at the sides hoping for a dance. Catching a guy standing at the side is difficult enough; asking him to dance just kills you. slowly, but surely.

Especially in India, where even in a place like Bombay, a girl going up and asking a guy to dance elicits stares, sniggers and weird looks. "oh my god, she is so desperate/outgoing(they say that like its a bad thing)/slutty" I mean come on!


Despite all my ranting on this subject, the other day I went to a local salsa night and made sure that I sought out all the guys I like dancing with and asked them.
Out of the 12 guys I danced with that night, only 2 had asked me for a dance. The remaining, stood mildly in a corner while paid no heed to my crying ego, and gathered up the courage to go and ask them to dance. I had quite a blast that night. Danced with full abandon, enjoyed myself to bits; I'm sure the guys enjoyed themselves too (well, they didn't complain - :-|)

I got home later that night, opened the door to an over enthusiastic dog jumping on me, so glad to see me home and while sitting down on the bed and cuddling her, cried my heart out.

The facts still remain:
1. It still hurts, no matter what.
2. Society and other peoples stares will affect you
3. You will have a blast dancing and get bunions from the heels you're wearing.

and
4. A little part of you will die when you lie in your bed late at night, wishing that you were ugly, thin and wore designer clothes that make you look more unattractive than you already are.