My husband and I were talking about fashion yesterday. No – he’s not really interested in fashion – but he is very observant. While at a conference earlier in the week, he said he noticed two things. He said that no matter what size the men were, they all wore basically the same outfit. Khaki or dark pants with a polo or button down shirt. Put a belt and a pair of dress shoes with it and the men were done. From the thinnest man to the man at the opposite end of the spectrum, all the men looked similar.
Not so with women. John and I talked about how difficult it is for women of any size to dress. Although it may be “easier” for an average sized woman to find flattering clothes, there are a lot of choices for women.
Knit shirt or blouse?
Skirt or pants?
Tucked in or out?
Heels or flats?
Hair up or down?
Short dress or longer?
Before I gained a lot of weight, I enjoyed the variety of choices fashion offered. I liked picking out work clothes, casual clothes and church clothes. Getting dressed in the morning was relatively easy. However, once I gained 150 pounds, finding fashionable clothes got more and more difficult. Clothes hanging on a store hanger didn’t “hang” right on me. Honestly, it was frustrating trying on clothes that looked semi-cute on the hanger but then looked awful once I put them on. I ended up with clothes that looked like this:
Unlike a man, whose clothing choices are simplier, I had choices, but they weren’t simple or flattering on me. I found it very difficult to find clothes that I liked and looked good on me. Throughout my obese years, my clothes got sadder and sadder. I made jumpers, bought men’s t-shirts and felt worse and worse about myself. I resorted to wearing dresses all the time as soon after the above picture was taken, I gained another 30 pounds.
I always thought it was unfair that plus sized clothes weren’t as cute as regular-sized clothes. It’s better now, but not a whole lot.
As I lost weight, I began to choose clothes that were more fitted and flattering. Here’s me at about 200 pounds or so. I felt good about myself, even though my dress was still a plus-sized.
The more weight I lost the easier it was for me to find cute clothes that I liked and could afford. I often thought about how awful I felt in clothes as a 300-pound woman. Once I lost all my weight I was happy to wear jeans for the first time in years. I was also happy to be able to be active with my children for a change.
I finally felt like I looked “regular” in clothing. I not only had all the choices that every other woman had, but I had the potential to look good in the clothes for a change. I admit that I am not a woman who enjoys shopping and getting dressed up. At home I wear jeans and t-shirts, but when I go out I have a decent selection of clothes that fit properly and I feel comfortable in.
Yes, it’s easier to be a man and wear khakis and polo shirts, but it’s fun to be able to wear clothes that don’t have horrible patterns, unflattering cuts and make me feel like a person with a head sticking out of a tent.
How do you feel about fashion choices these days? Enjoy clothes or not so much? Diane