Doctors often tell fat people that if they don’t lose weight, they will soon be dead.

 I have heard so much anecdotal evidence to the contrary.  So many fat friends telling the horror stories of doctors threatening them with a short unhappy life unless the pounds came off.  And, yet, here are those same fat people – fatter and happier than ever – and at times, it’s the doctor who is dead. 

 Where are the news stories about the mounting body count of dead fat people?  No stories, because contrary to commonly held belief – we’re still here.  And we’re getting older.

 I think one reason that people fail to recognize that there are many fat old people is we don’t look so old.  A twin study by a plastic surgeon found that after age 40, the fatter twin was perceived as looking younger.  Well duh.  You can’t put a wrinkle in a bubble. 

 If we all stopped dying our hair and dressing cool, people would be shocked to find there are indeed a lot of old fat people.  Just like me. 

 The headlines continue to scream that people are fatter than ever.  And the headlines continue to advise us that people are living longer than ever.  So do the math. 

 In conclusion, fat people get old, and we look damn good doing it!



  1. My honey and I look years younger than our age. We eat a very healthy diet and take care of our skin. I dye my hair, but he lets his few white hairs come through. It’s very true. I look much younger than my thinner twin.

  2. I’m 47 and often people assume that I’m in my early thirties. I’ve always looked younger than I am, I still have no grey in my hair (and that naturally, thanks, Granny, for the great hair genes!), a minimum of tiny lines, and a whimsical approach to the world. People are usually quite surprised when they find out how old I actually am. And as you point out, the same fat that makes people assume I’m at death’s door every second does make it difficult for serious wrinkle action to take root.

    Oh yes, and the side of the family I take after has a habit of living into their late eighties to mid nineties. I fully expect to be an old fat lady someday, often mistaken for a middle-aged fat lady.

  3. My great aunt is 88, and is probably around 300lbs. And has been for most of her life. She can still walk two miles unassisted, has a part time job, and lives independently. She has no medical conditions associated with being fat. And looks about 60. All the women from that side of the family are like that. Given that things like weight and longevity are largely genetic, I’m not worried my fat will kill me or make me sick.

  4. I think that as we age fat people end up losing some weight just due to the stresses of aging. So the fat old people might not look so fat nearer the end, but they wouldn’t have gotten there if they had started out thin. My grandmother was never particularly big, but she was chunky. Now, after years of dementia have made her appetite almost go away, she’s really thin. But that’s because she had enough fat to keep her alive this long.

  5. Skinny old people always seem to me to be really fragile. A fat old person is healthy and more able to withstand illness. A skinny old person isn’t going to fair so well.

  6. You can’t put a wrinkle in a bubble.

    Ha ha, love it!

    If there were no fat old people, they’d be no ‘obesity paradox’ associate fatness in old age with better health outcomes, would there?!

  7. That’s right & there are all kinds of ‘obesity paradoxes’, only considered so because of all the well-financed ‘fat is bad/evil/a killer bias’, which show that fatter people survive/recover from illnesses/surgeries better, live longer, etc.

    I am 60, with very few lines or wrinkles, no gray hair (my mother & grandmother showed no gray until they were past 75), & most people think I am no more than 40, if that. I do not dye my hair or even wear makeup, would not have botox or cosmetic surgery even if I could afford to, so what you see is what you get. Twice in the past 8 months or so, I have been out in public with my 31-year-old son & his 4-year-daughter (whom I babysit 4-5 days per week) & I have been mistaken for Shaun’s wife & Karmyn’s mother by elderly ladies who, in actuality, were most likely only a few years older than I am. I also have a lot of relatives, especially on my mother’s side, who have lived well into their late 80’s to mid-90’s (Mother was 85, her brother 94, their mother 90, etc). Most of my relatives have been fat. I am the youngest of my siblings by a wide margin & I currently have three brothers who are all in their 70’s; the middle & youngest brothers have been at least somewhat fat their whole lives, & at heights of 5’7″ & 5’11” respectively, have for many years weighed between 250 & 270 pounds. The middle one smoked heavily for over 45 years & the youngest one has been an alcoholic since he was 15, was told by a doctor nearly 45 years ago that he would be dead within five years, but he is still alive & working fulltime as a water well driller. I have been active, often compulsively so, all my life, & have always been considered something of an ‘oddball’ for going out & walking so much, so my relatives do not owe their longevity to fitness & regular exercise. My mother & grandmother both cooked with lard, & ate fatty meats, as we generally all did, & my grandmother may have loved chocolate even more than I do. I live in Maine & there are a lot of old people around me, & most of them do not live what is promoted as a ‘healthy lifestyle’, a great many people in Maine are fat, yet they stubbornly refuse to die young.

  8. That idea has occurred to me, too. Fat people do tend to look young.

    My hair is greying, but I dye it. I’m 40 and I think I look around 30, but I’ve recently been carded (in Ontario, where the drinking age is 19) while buying beer.

  9. I always thought that the craze over botox and restalyn and $100 face creams with horse placenta or whatever were a result of people starving themselves into having too little fat in their faces. Enforced thinness is really a brilliant marketing scheme!

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  11. I’m as skinny as hell and I’m probably not gonna see anything past my 50th birthday. It’s going to be sad for my obese wife and 3 year old daughter. I don’t have the heart to tell them that they’re counting down the days when they will be without a husband and a daddy. 😦

    • Unfortunately, death comes to us all, no matter what size. That is why it is so important that we cherish ourselves and one another because we never know what tomorrow holds.

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