It isn’t a secret, or really anything I could hide even if I wanted to, that I am a big girl. (plus sized, curvy, full figured, thick, a BBW, “Large and in charge,” however you like to put it.) I have never been petite, small, thin, (again with the plethora of terms to describe the stature of an individual.) Any woman out there will tell you that no matter what your height, weight, size, shape, body type, etc., clothing shopping is not as easy as walking in to a store, “Oooh! I like that one.” Picking it up, paying and being on your way. There is so much more to it than that. Not all clothing brands, whether they sell similar products or not, adhere to the same basic sizes measurements. Things run small, long, big, short, etc. again.
Why the pictures you ask? Because there is something and nothing special about each of the items in these photographs. Every article of clothing displayed came out of my closet. The miraculous thing about each of these pieces I have chosen is, EVERY SINGLE ONE FITS THE SAME BODY!!! MINE!!!!
This is precisely why shopping can’t be that simple! I have gone shopping for a single pair of jeans before and spent nearly seven hours trying on countless pairs of jeans in several different stores, only to end up spending the larger portion of those hours surrounded by jeans that don’t fit for some reason or another, staring into a mirror, crying, and the larger portion of the day self-hating because the jean search returned zero results. With every pair of jeans that didn’t fit, the hate would grow, I would become more and more discouraged by how tight the fit around my thigh or how I finally got a pair up to where they belong but they are three millimeters away from buttoning. All of that aside from the devastating stares from bystanders bearing witness to my single handedly filling once empty go-back racks in my efforts. I know that I am not the only one who has had an experience like that.
I despise clothing shopping because I love myself.
This has gotten a little away from me. Yes I want to promote self love, however, the simple statement that lead to this rant of sorts is to be appreciative of the people around you. I have not always had friends with similar figures to my own, actually, I still don’t. We are all beautifully built the way we are individually but I know that when a friend asks me what jean size I wear, it is not to gawk at the number I give or to pass judgement when I say “I’m in between sizes.” More often than not it is because they potentially have some sort of gently loved treasure hiding in that stack of unwanted denim that will treat my shape the way it should be treated. I don’t get offended when someone wants me to peak at their hand me downs. I am grateful that I have a friend that would think of me before just tossing them. This is why I pay that love and appreciation forward when I find myself staring at a closet cluttered with misfitting castaways of my own. I don’t jump to dumping them. I think about who in my life may be able to benefit from them. I think about which people that I know could use a little more self love and a little less self hate. Even if nothing that I have to offer provides that perfectly pleasing fit that all women desire from their clothing, there was little to no suffering. There is no commitment to purchase and they never have to reveal the negative experiences they may have had with these garments with anyone, not even me. I do not request the return of anything that didn’t prove satisfactory.
All I request is that if the items don’t fit properly, don’t be too hard on yourself. They didn’t fit me well either. There will be plenty more jeans to try. There is only one you. Thats part of the struggle of being “plus-sized.” Pass it on.
Size 12 Dress 
Size 3x Dress
