Louiefat:
Any town where you've got a bunch of affluent white people trying to out purchase survival gear at REI, you're gonna have a hard time admiring fat people. Not just finding them, but finding one that doesn't think you're a freak for wanting to date them.
Laughing, because it’s true. (Taking your word on Portland, OR, as i’ve not spent enough time there.)
But go to Oakland, Tacoma, New Orleans, anywhere in the south, and you're gonna be head over heels in massively fat bodies that are totally into themselves and flaunting the fuck out of every roll and crevice. I see more bombshell ssbbw's in one day in these cities than I see in a year, maybe more over in Portland
I found most of the greater S.F. Bay Area was like that, not just Oakland, in my roughly 17 years there. First proud/militantly “out” totally into herself (as you so well put) BBW i ever saw randomly in public was walking in Berkeley as i bicycled by, end of the 1980s or early 1990s.
Soon as i started at Apple summer 1996, there were jaw-drop SSBBW
everywhere… and me newly in a committed monogamous intimate interpersonal relationship (sigh). Before Fry’s Electronics closed, they were a great place for at least seeing SSBBW nerds (sigh).
Edxl:
I'm not sure how that dynamic plays out in the lower density, more sprawling cities.
I’m from, years back in, and have spent most of my life in the metropolitan Los Angeles area. Here, it depends where you are. Along the coast, as a sweeping generalization you’re predominantly in Fitness World, more so from the Palos Verdes Peninsula down through at least Laguna Beach if not Dana Point. Go inland, and it’s a whole other world. Go far inland to the east to the former Orange Empire, now Inland Empire since houses have grown where edible fruit once did, and i’ve in the past found plentiful fat individuals.
But really it’s more about
specific places than even areas. I can name several restaurants where fat folks tend to congregate. Right here in Pasadena where i live, an area that considers itself fit but has some “outliers”, by chance one day in Ross Dress for Less a USBBW wobbled in, almost instantly melting me into a puddle on the spot. She had to have been in there for accessories or maybe shoes, as nothing else in that store was likely to fit her bounteous wonderfulness.
tl;dr: L.A./I.E./even O.C. work, but you have to choose where you park yourself and spend time. Travel may be necessary. This may or may not be typical of a sprawling area, but it‘s my take of how it works here.
[Edited to remove my inappropriate racial comments.]