On Friday, I randomly posted on Twitter, the following post:

“Can we start #FatGirlFridays and talk about all the foods we like to eat in the privacy of our cars?”

Instantly, I was bombarded with DMs or Direct Messages, which are private messages that do not meet the public world. Everyone had a fat girl confession. From eating greasy fries to downing milkshakes. We were all hiding something.

But no one wanted to admit it. I quickly felt alone. And worse: FAT. No one wants to feel fat. And what’s wrong with splurging on food? Everyone I know loves food.

When no one would comment, I decided to punk my friend, @Kara_Schwab with a fake Retweet (or forwarded message)

“Too funny! RT @kara_schwab: I just ate 3 Whoppers in 2 minutes. No holding the MAYO this time! Hooray for #FatGirlFriday!”

And of course, she posted a fake Retweet too:

“RT @beccabernstein i just dove into a bag of oreos, ate the whole bag, and now i’m wearing it on my head. #FatGirlFriday.”

It became a fun game of fake retweets and silly comments about food. And throughout this entire process, I kept getting DM confessions.

People wanted to talk about their relationships with food. But they wanted to do it privately. So, I’m figuring out what to do with this. I just purchased FatGirlFriday.com and FatGirlFriday.net and I’m thinking about writing a book or a collection of Fat Girl confessions. Or a reality series that focuses on Fat Girls and what we like to eat.

It’s all in the works and it’s a fun pet project for me.

Please stay tuned. And in the interim, please tweet on Fridays with the hash tag #FatGirlFriday about your secret fat girl confessions. I’d love to hear them.

Sincerely,
Fat Girl Friday