The Matching Phenomenon: My Mad Fat Diary
Reading about and doing the in-class exercise exhibiting the matching phenomenon made me think not only of girl groups such as those in Mean Girls and Gossip Girl, but also the concept of “leagues” in dating culture.
There exists a British TV show, though not very popular in the US, entitled “My Mad Fat Diary.” A central plot line is that the plus-sized protagonist, Rae, starts to date a tall, lean peer named Finn. What makes this story notable enough to merit a TV show centered around it is its rarity. We don’t see many representations of couples who vary in size, and if we do, it is usually through the tired trope of the big, rich man who can have a thin, young, and beautiful wife because he has the money to support her. When a couple who defies the size-matching norm comes along, they are often met with judgment, or at least a few turned heads. Admittedly, even I have batted an eye at a couple that didn’t look the way I now expect couples to look: homogenous.
The media, My Mad Fat Diary excluded, doesn’t do such a great job at dismantling this expectation for homogeneity. Either couples are both thin and conventionally attractive (you and I could cite myriad examples) or they are both bigger, as is the case with Kate and Toby of This Is Us, who met at fat camp.
I theorize that the goal here is to avoid distracting viewers with such a discrepancy as in My Mad Fat Diary; to allow the viewers to think “Ah, that makes sense” and continue to follow the plot.
However, this has harsh consequences for the plus-sized men and women of the world. They are told they are something to be settled for, that they have a low number and would never be considered by someone with an 8. And, because of the societal judgment that greets “mixing” and not matching, the 8s will likely not consider them.
But herein lies the fallacy of the matching phenomenon: the traits by which we usually match are usually incredibly far removed from the traits that actually matter. Attractiveness, popularity, and income are not the qualities that will create the best friendships and romantic relationships, and yet we restrict ourselves to these relational leagues so as not to disrupt the social balance. If you ask me, dating and finding good friends is already hard enough without narrowing the pool. What if there is a person out there with similar values, interests, and hobbies that you’re missing because they don’t “match”?
The number on our foreheads won’t predict how well we get along. I implore those from every league to venture outside them, despite fear of judgment or rejection.












