I read something yesterday that quoted Kate Moss as saying "Nothing tastes as good as being skinny feels."
At first it made me want to punch her and then force feed her bacon. Then it kind of made me angry - the woman has a daughter for crying out loud, talk about pre-determined eating disorders.
Now, I think pity is the best way to describe what I feel. Because I'm not obese, but I'm certainly big enough that I can enjoy some of the delicious things the world has to offer (ribeye! cheddar! funnel cakes!) without worrying about having an outline of it show through my abdomen.
And that, my friends, feels pretty damn good.