Who says it doesn't matter?

As a response to my own response (and maybe my last word on the subject), here's some objective evidence.

Soprano Debra Voigt after being tossed because she couldn't fit into her costume

Ms. Voigt, more recently

From Chicago's New City Stage (November 2007): The headline-making incident that led to Voigt’s transformation had to do with what has become infamously known as the “little black dress,” probably the most notorious dress since Monica Lewinsky’s. Voigt had been engaged to sing her trademark “Ariadne” at Covent Garden when a director felt that she could not bring credibility to his conception of the role, which required the lead to sport a revealing black cocktail dress. Rather than make an accommodation to Voigt’s size, Voigt was released from her contract with full pay, and a lesser singer in every respect was brought in. “It was unfair, to be sure,” says Voigt in a matter-of-fact manner, “and though I did use the money to get the surgery, which I had been thinking about for years in any case, no one can make you lose weight if you are not ready to do it.” Coming full circle, Voigt has agreed to return to Covent Garden next spring to sing the very same role in the very same dress but is quick to point out that she is not “rewarding” bad form, but rather facing the fact that “as an international opera singer, I cannot punish the British public for what, at most, five people did. Covent Garden is London’s opera house, and you want to sing in England, that’s where you have to go.”

For Debbie (and many of us who have shared her struggle), it's a health issue.  Regardless, call me what you will, but I'll take the new and improved version.