In other important news, I am apparently officially out of plus sizes. This is good news, on one hand, but on the other, it’s more than a little daunting. When you shop the plus size, or Women’s area of the department stores, you basically have one little corner of the floor devoted to clothes that fit you. It’s usually sandwiched between Petites and Maternity, which is always good for the self-esteem. There are acres of “misses” sizes, but just because you can fit in them doesn’t mean they look good. Of course, that was
probably likely true in plus sizes, but it hits harder, it seems, when you’ve worked your ass off and can’t find anything that fits right.
Note to women’s pants manufacturers: We’re not all the same shape! Some of us are straight, some of us curvy, and some round. We don’t all have big butts and thighs! Sure, some of us do, and we deserve clothes that fit properly, but so do those of us with no butt and thighs, but lingering belly fat! Sheesh!
::cue violins:: All I wanted was a pair of jeans to wear on the weekend. I must’ve tried on twenty pairs of jeans. Nothing! Even The Right Fit Jeans (yellow 1) at Lane Bryant don’t fit. And they promised!
Please don’t get me wrong. I’m thrilled I’ve been so successful; to be wearing these sizes was my intent all along. But it’s really frustrating, especially when your friends say, “You should get more clothes that fit.” Like I’m not trying.
Okay, enough of that. The sun is shining, birds are singing, it’s 65 degrees already, and I’m indoors. One of those things is about to change.
Have a lovely Sunday, everyone!
Edited to add: Thanks to all who provided recipes in my tuna post. You’ve definitely given me some great possibilities!