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You just can't take her.....


I tune in every Wednesday night to get my fix of Luscious , Cookie and the rest of the crew like every other black household...  
Its my guilty pleasure... Sue me

But to my surprise last week, Becky (played by the beautiful G. Sibide) had a serious love interest.... And just as I was enjoying the moment of a LARGE, BLACK woman who was no model was on TV winning, social media wasted no time tearing her down with memes and Facebook status'.

This morning I was asked 'Why are they hating on her?' by someone very close to me who happens to be much smaller and now finds attraction to bigger women...... And I started to get angry, I mean I have scrolled past this same meme over and over since the episode aired last week, but I honestly thought about WHY it was created.

My first issue is the fact anyone takes time out their day to shame a FICTIONAL character.....
Like y'all do know that Becky isn't real, and she wasn't really having sex on a rooftop?

My next issue is the fact that I must have missed the unwritten rule that says fat girls ( yes FAT, I said it) can't be beautiful, desired, sexy and we must live a lonely miserable life with t-shirts over swimsuits and fried chicken....... 

Is it really that far fetched that woman of her size could be winning in life with a good job and now a man?
I live in the real world where cheese pizza taste good, trips to the gym aren't fun and  they know my name at Torrid... 
A world where men (and women) find me attractive... 
I now wear two pieces on the beach.

I don't know what delusional world some of you guys live in but it seems like a scary place I don't want to be!

"I keep hearing that people are 'hating' on it. I'm not sure how anyone could hate on love but that's okay. You may have your memes. Honestly, I'm at work too busy to check Twitter anyway. #Booked." - G.Sibide


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