I wonder if there's a parallel between that trend and claiming that IRL buff women were fat, conflating the two (like how male hams are conflated with physcial power--"I'm a big guy"--much to the ire of actually strong cops like Leo Thassalites.  Just because you're fat enough to sit on a suspect doesn't mean you have the strength to take them down; fat cops are statistically far more likely to shoot instead of chasing).  Real-life Marilyn Monroe wore jeans and lifted weights, eating a high-protein, low-carb diet.  More /fit/ than "curvy":  Before I take my morning shower, I start warming a cup of milk on the hot plate I keep in my hotel room. When it’s hot, I break two raw eggs into the milk, whip them up with a fork, and drink them while I’m dressing. I supplement this with a multi-vitamin pill, and I doubt if any doctor could recommend a more nourishing breakfast for a working girl in a hurry. Dinner. My dinners at home are startlingly simple. Every night I stop at the market near my hotel and pick up a steak, lamb chops or some liver, which I broil in the electric oven in my room. I usually eat four or five raw carrots with my meat, and that is all. I must be part rabbit; I never get bored with raw carrots. P.S. It’s a good thing, I suppose, that I eat simply during the day, for in recent months I have developed the habit of stopping off at Wil Wright’s ice cream parlor for a hot fudge sundae on my way home from my evening drama classes. I’m sure that I couldn’t allow myself this indulgence were it not that my normal diet is composed almost totally of protein foods.