Among the many things I love about Kate is that she likes to say fuck, a lot. And that she always comes across as honest, sometimes brutally so. But, best of all, she just seems comfortable with herself. It's all so refreshing and grown-up.
I remember, back in her “Titanic” days, all the fuss about her supposed full-figuredness. Since then size has been a topic touched on in almost all her interviews. While it irks me to no end that any actress above a size 0 is subject to constant questions about body image, yet actors with spare tires and much more never get grilled on their girth, Kate has always tackled the issue head-on. In her cover story for the December Vanity Fair, she talks about her weight fluctuation in her teenage years that went up to 200 pounds.
“This is going to sound really weird, but I never had a desire to be famous. I never had huge ambitions—never.… I was fat. I didn’t know any fat famous actresses. I just did not see myself in that world at all, and I’m being very sincere. You know, once a fat kid, always a fat kid. Because you always think that you just look a little bit wrong or a little bit different from everyone else. And I still sort of have that. I often look at women who wear great jeans and high heels and nice little T-shirts wandering around the city and I think, I should make more of an effort. I should look like that. But then I think, They can’t be happy in those heels.”
Amen to that. Amen, too, to her attitude to working out now: “Everyone can commit to 20 minutes, especially if there’s a glass of Chardonnay afterwards.” Well, the Chardonnay must be working because Kate – and I mean all of Kate – looks great. Check that, fucking great. I am officially now jealous of that couch, too.