Queenetta knew two things. She was fat and she was dark-skinned black woman. She was immediately seen as unnattractive because of both her weight and her skin. Why the hell did she ever decide to join this yoga class? She felt like the room was too hot and she was too fat to the point she overtook the room. She could hear their whispers, their taunts, their voices like venom gnawing at the back of her head. What was she thinking? Fat girls can't do yoga.All Rights Reserved