Let's Stop Celebrating Jennifer Hudson's Weight Loss!
I'm sick to my fat stomach over the way we're all supposed to gather around and rejoice because Jennifer Hudson has become half her previous size!
What the hell was wrong with her?
As I recall it, chubby Jennifer triumphed as a singer, delighted as a personality, and even won the freaking Oscar, ironically for playing a plus-sized woman who was booted out of a girl group in favor of a skinny bitch. (And we were supposed to feel for the injustice!)
And now that the incredibly talented Hudson has succumbed to the same-old show biz pressures to be a rail--and gotten paid for it--is it really such a triumphant personal advancement?
If Weight Watchers wants to suck out the woman as if she were a deflated balloon, then fine--but do we have to be so damned thrilled about it?