“Reinhart unwrapped himself from the terry-cloth robe and hung it on the back of the bathroom door by means of the embroidered label (BIGGIES. FOR A LOT O’ GUY, trademark for a mailorder house specializing in the needs of the outsized), so obliterating the fun-house image of his gross nudity in the full-length mirror thereupon.”
But I also remembered the first time I encountered adiposity, which I understood only from its context in H.L. Mencken’s Happy Days (1940), the first installment of his “Days” trilogy:
“This adiposity passed off as I began to run about, and from the age of six onward I was rather skinny, but toward the end of my twenties my cross-section again became a circle, and at thirty I was taking one of the first anti-fat cures, and beating it by sly resorts to malt liquor.”
For additional clarification, consult the Ur-text for such matters: Between Meals: An Appetite for Paris (1962) by A.J. Liebling.