ok so my big people you know the feeling. you walk into a store,see all these cute clothes but are stopped dead by the letters s-m . now while a person could argue that S&M could also denote a sexual pref we fat people know without a doubt that they mean we simply arent welcome.
ahhh i just had the crappiest hour. on a random google of CUTE plus sized clothing i got the f-in ugliest sht that blends in with tacky furniture decor.If the style didnt stop me it was the price tag.I cant help but compare what my sisters blessed with slim figures pay and what i am being asked to pay.
I browse through the local stores and the story is no better. The plus sized woman has loooong been shunted off to a grey area of clothing stores, her clothes problems come in a wide variety and to be treated like a single ailment is a bit cruel.
Whenever i find something to fit the rest of my body decently,it never fits my chest, and vice versa. So the shapeless collection i call my wardrobe depresses me, making me wary of making even the slightest venture outside my doorstep. I'm sure some know the feeling; beeing excited to go somewhere and needing just the right look , only to get fed up before the questioning gaze of a sales assistant and finally just giving up .
in december i'm going to have breast reduction surgery. as a person lugging around 40 ddds my life might get a little lighter. but deep in the back of my mind i wonder if i'm the one who really has to change or is it just the general pulblic.
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