OK - this might be over the edge - but - when I was at my heaviest weight I went to a party. There was probably a dozen people there - most of which were younger and very nicely put together. We live in Florida, and the party eventually turned into a pool party. The problem - it was and afternoon barbeque type thing and no one brought swimsuits. It was very hard getting into that pool knowing I was the oldest and fattest woman there. But I did.
End of story - I married the host of the party on November 20th of this year.