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Why can’t we just standardize clothing sizes?

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It was Massachusetts tax-free weekend this past weekend and frugal shoppers from all over the state hurried into stores in search of deals. Somehow, I found myself among them, scouring the clearance section hunting for “work clothes” (this is how I make shopping OK, I tell myself everything I’m doing is for work purposes). This pretzel from Auntie Anne’s I’m chowing down? This is so that I retain my strength in my pursuit for work clothes. I’m on a mission, peeps.

I got a little crazy in one store, when I thought I saw someone eyeing my work-appropriate dress I had spotted from 3 racks away. Granted, I did start reading the first Hunger Games back (yeah yeah I know I’m late to the party but I’m the type of person who needs to read a book before the fandomonium starts or check it out after the hysteretics die down). Anyway, I snag the dress and notice it’s a “Large”. I’m in the juniors section, though, so sizes run even more haphazardly than the normal women’s section.

Now, let’s take a step back before this seems like an insecure or sad blog about me being concerned about the dress being a size large. In no way do I feel like wearing something that is labeled as “large” makes me feel fat/bigger because I know that women’s clothing sizes mean absolutely nothing. WOMEN’S CLOTHING IS SIZED SO ARBITRARILY.

Every time I shop (which is actually quite rare, but we’ll get into that another time) I get reminded about the stupidity of the sizing – sometimes I gets smacked in the face literally when I accidentally slap my face with the hanger (this has happened approximately 4 times in public).

In the course of the time I tried on different shirts at a single store, I found clothing that fit me ranging from an XXS-L. How does this make any sense whatsoever? I think online shopping is great, it cuts out me commuting and trying on clothes…but oh, wait, I’ll never know if anything will fit me because I have no freakin’ clue what size I am!!!

SOMEONE NEEDS TO FIX THIS…but how??? DUN DUN DUN……

No, seriously though, if anyone knows how to fix this please get on this ASAP. So many clothes have already been lost in the battle to find the right size, so many lives have been hindered through the trials and tribulations that come with trying clothing on, and so many millions are affected by this crisis on a regular basis.

When will the madness end?

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Alexandra Foran: Alexandra is an enthusiastic yoga instructor who enjoys sharing the gift of yoga and meditation with people of all ages. She is flexible and accommodating to all as she leads a practice from the heart. Extending warmth and love to all is a blessing for her. Yoga has personally helped her to heal and grow in profound ways. Yoga helps create balance and harmony; as someone who is highly intuitive, empathic, and a sensitive being she used to often be ill and regularly overextend herself -- she now seeks the peace that yoga can bring to her practice and life. As a poet, writer, musician and artist she infuses different aspects of the creative arts into her classes to create a higher vibration. During particular segments of her classes she uses guided imagery and live music. Alex plays upright bass, electric bass guitar, electric upright bass, violin, guitar, drums, rainmakers, baby harps, singing bowls, crystal bowls, recorders, and didgeridoo. Alexandra is a certified yoga instructor and a certified Reiki Master. To learn more about Alexandra and her services/offerings please go https://alexandraforan.com/services/

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