Honesty, is such a lonely word

I've had a guy (who I'm pretty sure doesn't read my blog) tell me three times that I'm a bit fat recently. He does so in no uncertain tones (though he did do a kind of shimmy-and-dance, trying to make it sound less harsh routine before actually saying it today) and doesn't seem to worry whether or not this might offend me. And no, aspiring stiff-upper-lipper though I am, I don't think I managed to conceal my, err, displeasure at being told his opinion. Thing is, I like the guy and I know he isn't saying it to offend, he's simply saying it because it's on his mind and what he thinks is what he tells you, willy-nilly. Shame, really - I don't have the heart to kick him back, neither verbally nor otherwise(even though that would be blatantly easy). So, I do my best to forgive and love him for what he is. But it ain't easy sometimes...