Here is an interesting romance story from GREAT LOVER ROMANCES #3 in 1952
that looks at the touchy subject of love and looks, or more specifically, love and weight. It's called "TOO FAT FOR LOVE!" and features artwork by Myron Fass.
Over 60 years have passed since this story was first published, and since then some things have changed, while other things have not. People today, as then, still care how they are perceived and how they fit into the general society.Still the same, and probably even more so, is the prevailing trend of belittling or ostracizing anyone who doesn't meet our (or our peers) sense of what is acceptable. Someone who is overweight is considered to be "not as good" by those who do not suffer from such obvious physical aberrations. Society at large has always held the overweight person in contempt, as an object of derisive humor, and ascribed the stigma of social outcast to such.
Conversely, the realist concludes that people come in all shapes and sizes, and as the old adage states, one "cannot judge a book by it's cover", and, again, "Beauty is only skin deep".These axioms remain with us throughout the generations because they hold true.
How will this story deal with the issue?
Take a look and see for yourself...
Well, what do you think?
The story kind of "cops out", so to speak, by having our leading lady unable to find happiness while being overweight. No, instead she forces herself to fit into society's mold before she allows herself to realize any kind of romantic fulfillment. On the other hand, the character of Richard highlights the more welcoming understanding by professing his love for her even though she physically did not fit into the norm.
Surely today such a story could hardly be published, insofar as there is an acceptance in modern times that there exists a niche for practically any physicality or orientation imaginable...someone somewhere is going to desire you no matter how you look.
What did you make of the psychiatrist's prognosis, or his assertions? Did they hold any truth, or was it merely comic book psycho-babble?