“Attraction Is Subjective; It Can’t Be Analyzed.”
Given that the show is designed to present us with a series of suspects who all appear to have something to hide, its take on a size acceptance convention didn't strike me as too out of line. The FA victim turns out to be a pretty slimy predatory type – the kind of guy who sees these events as an opportunity to bed women that he otherwise holds in contempt ("He liked doing fat girls, but didn't want to be seen with them," we're told.) – not an unbelievable figure, unfortunately. The SSBBWs depicted on the show were generally either flirtatiously assertive (there's a great comic moment where one of the attendees, played by Lisa Brounstein, thinks Grissom is gay because he doesn't immediately respond to her signals: "Fat girl, gay guy – it's not unheard of!"), struggling with self-esteem or, most likely, both.
We also, of course, get a variety of reactions to the fact that a bunch of provocatively dressed fat women and their admirers even exist: from a piggy comment by a unformed cop (who is chastised by Jorja Fox's outspoken feminist, Sarah Sidle) to curiosity by neophyte criminalist Greg Sanders (Eric Szmanda). Several appealing fat actresses were given film time to show what they can: I especially enjoy the beardless Deb Christoffersen (hadn't realized until I saw without the Carnivále beard that I'd seen her years before, dressed in rubber on N.Y.P.D. Blue) as a convention vender specializing in sexy plus-sized lingerie. Would've been nice if the show had indicated that there were actual FAs out in the world who were much less exploitive than the love-'em-and-leave-'em lothario who snuffs it. But in the world of C.S.I., the point isn't to establish a fair-and-balanced view but to take us into a world where practically anyone could commit murder. . .