"By far, one of the best scenes in the book is where Kaling writes about the photo shoot she and Office co-star Ellie Kemper did for People’s Most Beautiful issue. When the stylist brought a trailer full of size zero gowns, Kaling found herself crying in the children’s bathroom of the public school where the photo shoot was happening. In the bathroom stall, she discovered a smear of what looked like excrement and a child’s graffiti: “This school is bulls–t!” which made her a) laugh and b) demand that the stylist alter one of the gowns to fit her. In the end photo, she’s smiling in a gorgeous fuchsia dress that the stylist had to rip down the back and alter with canvas. Looking at beautiful Kaling, though, you’d never know. It’s a sweet moment of chubby girl victory.” (via afterellen)
This is the story that truly made her my hero.
Here’s the thing: why the FUCK would a stylist- who, on a shoot like this, would obviously be considered a “professional”- ONLY bring tiny-sized gowns?
Does this happen all the time? Seriously? Like… do they just not MAKE gowns that-
Time and time again, we know, we’re told, upscale designers actually ADMIT and are PROUD of the fact that they don’t make gowns for “plus-sized” women.
Mindy Kaling had to have the gown she wanted ripped down the back with canvas tacked onto it AT HER OWN FUCKING PHOTO SHOOT.
Melissa fucking McCarthy couldn’t find a SINGLE designer to fit her for a gown at her own fucking Oscars ceremony.
Hell, I can’t even decently priced off-the-rack REGULAR FUCKING CLOTHES that don’t look something my grandma would wear on a Norwegian cruiseliner.
Because apparently “fat” people don’t deserve to take pride in how they look.
And I actually AM fat. Mindy Kaling ISN’T EVEN.