Dressed to Thrill
Oct. 13th, 2003 07:35 pmSo I have this skirt... My mum ordered it from a catalogue some two years ago and, for some unknown reason, never sent it back. (I think cause it was cheap and she was busy and therefore didn't care)
But anyway...
It's an odd skirt. The wrapper it arrived in said it was the size ordered. The lable inside said it was the size ordered. The invoice said it was the size ordered...
It was more than a little snug though. I mean really... tight.
When it first arrived I attributed it to the fact that I'd grown a little porkier round the middle than I had been previously and left it at that, sticking it in the shadows until such day as I could actually get into it without causing myself actual bodily harm.
However in the last year I've gone down a size in jeans so I figured.. hey... worth a shot rght?
In the process of ransacking my room looking for clothes to pack for NYC, I dug it out of the depths of the wardrobe and, spirits high, tried to button the fastening.
Har har.
It's still too snug. In fact it's barely possible to even breathe in it and, after staring at it in confusion for some few moments I did what I should have done 2 years ago. Something all clear-ish thinking people would do.
I held it up against the smallest pair of jeans I can squeeze myself into and looked at the size difference.
There's a size difference of FIVE freaking inches.
The skirt is 5" smaller than the jeans even though it's aledgedly a size larger.
I'm not even going to attempt to understand the logic behind that one, though it does make me feel better about the fact that it still doesn't fit. Well, not without holding my breath and smooshing myself around the middle...
However, should I miraculously shrink down to a twiglet size then I'm sure it'll get many a day's wear. Until then though I think it's going to go back to languishing.
It does however make me wonder what the hell size I would have had to ask for to get one that fitted right in the first place...
I love that, don't you? How so many people already feel bad enough about the size they wear that clothing companies make that size tinier than it really is so you don't have to order big any more. You have to order GIGANTIC.
Oy, and we wonder why people are so screwed up over their size. -_-;
But, on the more positive side, I found my wand! *waves happy flag of joy*
So at least my costume is pretty much complete now.
But anyway...
It's an odd skirt. The wrapper it arrived in said it was the size ordered. The lable inside said it was the size ordered. The invoice said it was the size ordered...
It was more than a little snug though. I mean really... tight.
When it first arrived I attributed it to the fact that I'd grown a little porkier round the middle than I had been previously and left it at that, sticking it in the shadows until such day as I could actually get into it without causing myself actual bodily harm.
However in the last year I've gone down a size in jeans so I figured.. hey... worth a shot rght?
In the process of ransacking my room looking for clothes to pack for NYC, I dug it out of the depths of the wardrobe and, spirits high, tried to button the fastening.
Har har.
It's still too snug. In fact it's barely possible to even breathe in it and, after staring at it in confusion for some few moments I did what I should have done 2 years ago. Something all clear-ish thinking people would do.
I held it up against the smallest pair of jeans I can squeeze myself into and looked at the size difference.
There's a size difference of FIVE freaking inches.
The skirt is 5" smaller than the jeans even though it's aledgedly a size larger.
I'm not even going to attempt to understand the logic behind that one, though it does make me feel better about the fact that it still doesn't fit. Well, not without holding my breath and smooshing myself around the middle...
However, should I miraculously shrink down to a twiglet size then I'm sure it'll get many a day's wear. Until then though I think it's going to go back to languishing.
It does however make me wonder what the hell size I would have had to ask for to get one that fitted right in the first place...
I love that, don't you? How so many people already feel bad enough about the size they wear that clothing companies make that size tinier than it really is so you don't have to order big any more. You have to order GIGANTIC.
Oy, and we wonder why people are so screwed up over their size. -_-;
But, on the more positive side, I found my wand! *waves happy flag of joy*
So at least my costume is pretty much complete now.