Say the character is fat and then just let them be a regular fucking person. But as far as I’m concerned, the only way to normalize fat being okay is to stop beating readers over the head with the flipping’ fat talk. from Full House is the leading lady.Ĥ.ğourth, as a fat person I am 100000000% into body positivity, inclusion, diversity, whatever you want to label it. Hallmark (or the Hope Channel, as it’s called here) has a formula: tightass corporate broad/dude gets sent to take over a town and falls for not only the daughter/son of the owner of the lodge/tree farm/whatever but the entire idea of small-town living and leaves corporate life behind to wear Fair Isle sweaters and Ugg Boots 364 days of the year. Third, the holiday movie premise of a would be bride who doesn’t believe in the spirit of Christmas gets sent back in time by a witch, meets a duke and falls in love? No one in the universe would watch that. Second, 418 mothafuggin’ pages? Christ on a cracker!ģ. So let’s go down the bullet points of why this highly anticipated release is landing on the Naughty List - and spoiler alert - it ain't for the pornstar sexytimes!ġ.ğirst, the title. What am I ending up with recently? Bait and switch.

I want to read these for the cutesie covers and titles, a bit of the slap and tickle (whether fully monty or fade-to-black style), instalove, tired tropes, witty banter, a frustrating break-up/make-up sesh and a happily forever or for now (hopefully without the addition of a whoopsie pregnancy to harsh my endorphin buzz). When did rom coms stop being allowed to simply be rom coms? I’ve been blaming myself for disliking all of the things, but I really don’t think it’s my fault.

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