I’m not a fan of shopping, I try to delay it as much as possible. It is only when an occasion barges in through my door that I frantically search for clothes. I always end up tip-toeing to mom on the eve of an event to declare that I have nothing to wear.
I drag her with me to one of the many apparel stores around. At first sight, all the colourful fabrics look absolutely stunning. I can already imagine my fat body squeezed into those pieces of clothing and I look fabulous! A dozen photos of people in facebook, who rocked in such clothes cross my mind. Ha! I walk off determined. However, the walls of the trial rooms have a different story to tell.
My imagination capabilities are pathetic, my body is considerably endowed than how I would like to perceive it. Sad. Whatever size I take, I’ll need the next. I venture out of the trial rooms and hunt for the next size and voila! They have every single size in that pattern except mine.
Suddenly my eyes fall on the perfect one. It’s love at first sight. I dash towards it and moments before I raise it into the air like a champion lifting a trophy, the tag catches my eye. Obscenely priced. My wallet begins to smoke. I throw it away and put out the fire.
Finally, I find a kurti in my size, reasonably priced , but the colour isn’t very flattering. I cross my fingers, toes, intestines and what not and search for a different colour – nope, that’s not available either. I think I am an alien. I don’t know how i’ll survive on this planet, all of its inhabitants know how and where to get what they want!
Then I see a skinny, perfectly proportioned female walk along casually and pick up one of outfits I had discarded. She stuffs the item inside her shopping bag and takes a trip to the trial room. I see her head off to billing shortly, apparently she has the luxury of having the perfect imagination unlike me. Simple life. I give up!
I hate shopping and shopping hates me.
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Sweetie… you are looking at it all wrong.
First of all, there’s nothing wrong with you.
Had you lived during the 1500s, you might have
become a work of art by Peter Paul Rubens…
I am sure that you’re beautiful, and you simply
don’t know it!
You are certainly beautiful on the inside, and that
shines through in your personality!
There are quite a few men, and even some women,
who love larger ladies… who cares if some of the
modern clothing makers are narrow-minded and
foolish and don’t have a big enough selection in all
the various sizes.
Please stop feeling this way… and stop shopping
at the stores that don’t cater to “us!” I too, have
trouble finding things that fit… I am on the
opposite end of the spectrum, size-wise, and it’s
just as challenging, but I never let it get me down!
xoxo
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Wow! Thanks a lot for taking time ti give such a detailed reply. I really agree with everything you have said. I do envy people with “perfect” figures but i’m not exactly on the extreme plus size either. So I just meant this post as a take on the most common issues I face in every apparel store. Like Murphy’s law 😉 That’s all. Beautiful lines you have written, something the whole world should know! Thank you so much for reading! 🙂
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Thank YOU Darling Girl!
xoxo
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The feeling we don’t have cloth for the coming occasion…is always been there from ages. I think it’s in our mind. Since mind does not have to wear anything it bothers every time when it’s a different or a new occasion. What do you say.?
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Hehe, quite true. In my case, I shop rarely. I try to wear the same thing multiple times. It’s only when none of them fits me that I shop! 😄
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