Ha. I just wanted to point out that I’ve had a theory lately. I know that I can’t find anything in the world that fits. NOTHING! I’m too big for a 14 in most regular stores. I’m too small for a 14 in any plus size stores. HEH?!
If I can’t buy clothes at the skinny chick store, and I can’t buy clothes at the chunky chick’s store, **I’m going to go naked untill people get sick of my big, white butt, and they make clothes to fit me **. HA. Yes. Anyone with me?
I have this problem as well, unless i am wearing a new sports bra, therefore, I must have defective breasts. I still cannot find a goddamned decent pair of shorts, that my ass does not hang out of but not as long as fucking capri pants. I look HORRIBLE in capris.
All I want are women’s pants with pockets. Five would be nice, but three will do. I don’t care if stuffing my pockets makes my hips look big; I teach teenagers, I want to look frumpy at work. Unless I can staplegun my purse to my ass, I need pockets dammit! (And that most likely would not flatter my butt, however, people would be curious and look.)
As far as bras, I recently lucked out at Express. They now have D’s! The bras are reasonably priced, fairly attractive and they actually shape and support. Only problem I had was having to tell the saleswoman that I did NOT want the bras padded with water gel. I almost asked her if she really thought anyone in an ahem larger size was really interested.
My Belgian Buddy, who deals with this problem more than me owing to being much closer to France, has whined about this in great detail. She is by no means heavy, but she has very feminine curves, y’know? (And sorry, guys, she’s married.) I wonder if perhaps French women stop eating on their 16th birthdays. After that, they survive on cafe au lait and the occasional croi… crio… funny crescent-moon-shaped roll. This is the only way they can fit into those clothes.
As for me, I’m wondering why H&M runs a size or two smaller than their competitors… and why I can wear a size 44 from the fat women’s department when a size 48 from the regular women’s department at the same store is too tight across the hips’n’ass?!? (The skirt in the fat women’s department also costs 50% more :rolleyes: )
I miss shopping at Victoria’s Secret. Their stuff really is well done. My only complaint is they don’t go big enough! I still have pj’s from a few years ago that I adore!
Okay here’s my peeve: Just because I wear a size 18 does not mean I’m a complete fatass with no figure! I like nice clothes, I just want them in my size! None of this hangy drapy potato sacky shit. Why must plus size clothes be so goddamned ugly? And what is with this trend of designing clothes to be too small on purpose? I tried on an adult XL at Disneyland the other day, and holding it up, I asked the salesperson where the adult versions of the shirt were (I swear it looked like a kids size!). Look bub, if a woman wants to wear a shirt 3 sizes too small so it stretches across her boobs, then she’s welcome to buy it small. There’s no need to cater to that trend by purposely designing smaller and labeling it with her size. Lots of the stuff you’re making like that would look terribly cute if “stretch” wasn’t synonymous with “doesn’t fit”. Great, you made it out of stretchy material, now, if you could just make an extra large that didn’t look like it was intended for a Cabbage Patch Doll?
So I have a question. If none of us can find clothes that fit, male or female, then who the hell keeps these clothing merchants in business?
Dunno, my ass and money go to Wal-mart. Sure it’s great that they’re cheap, but the real motivation is that they make decent looking clothes that fit consistently. (Okay, 1/2 the clothes are decent looking, the other 1/2 are the potato sack ugly shit in my previous post, but for plus sizes, that’s a favorable ratio)
Oh, and the JMS jeans? LOVE THEM! Normal cut, stretch material, super comfortable. My only gripe is with the quality and colorfastness (or complete lack thereof) of the dye. But hey, they’re only $26, I guess I can afford to replace worn out jeans (but they start looking worn REALLY fast!) STill, can’t beat them for cut or comfort!
I have a similar problem. I am always going to be “plus sized” (I’m fatter now, am hoping to get down to a size 12 or 14 again, which, believe it or not, suits my build. It runs in the family.) Anyway, when I’m a size 14-ish, I have a “curvy” figure. I am short, and have hips and boobs and an actual waistline. That’s right—fat chicks can have waistlines too!
Trying on a dress (when I was a size 14) in the store was almost always fruitless. It might technically fit in some places, but invariably the neckline would be waaaaaay too low-cut (I’m short), I would be swiming in the waist, and it would be a bit tightish in the boob area. So I rarely bought dresses from stores. They must think that all Big Girls are Amazons, with no waistline. I am not an Amazon, and I have a waistline.
It’s better when I sew my own dresses. At least then I can make alterations. If I were to sew a dress pattern in my size without altering it, the neckline would be down to my nipples (I am not kidding), the hem would be scraping on the floor, it would be way too tight in the bust and the waistline would have five inches of extra room. Heavy alterations are needed to sew a dress, but I’m happy to do them if it means I get a dress that fits. (And a dress that fits is always flattering, no matter how big you are, or how “imperfect” you think your figure is. A well-fitting dress is a wonderful, sublime thing.)
Yea, Wal-Mart gets my clothes money most of the time. Why? They have my size, roughly. And they’re cheap. See, in addition to being a fat guy, I’m also considered “Tall”…because I’m a strapping 6 feet tall, so I have THAT to deal with too.
Mtgman, I know, it’s unreasonable, but my mother told me the same story. She has a heck of a time finding clothes that fit because they just don’t make many size 12s that fit her anymore. Sigh.
No, it wouldn’t damage my self image to wear something with a 12 on the label, but it would upset my need for consistency and truth. Somehow I have more faith in the label than in how it fits. If I bought a size 12, I’d half expect it to magically transform in my closet and return to it’s natural size 12 shape. I’d think that maybe I was just bloated when I tried it on. Fat doesn’t begin at size 12, I’d have the same problem if I were a 0 about size 4s or if I were a 16 about 20s. Same reason I won’t buy a size 4. If for some reason they didn’t fit down the line, then I’d say “What was I thinking, buying a size 4, I’m a size 8 or 10!”
I have things in my closet that are size 12, given to me by friends or family, and I wear them without problem, I just can’t try on a size 12 in a store. Dumb, I know. If a salesperson were helping me, then I’d buy the one that fit, without checking the size.
For all of you complaining about the baggy-thighed pants, send them this way. I have huge thighs and a big butt to go with them.
I’d love to have a butt. I have a friend that has just the cutest butt you’ve ever seen. She could be a movie star butt double.
Tell you what, Kalhoun. I’ll give you half of mine, and then we’ll both have movie star asses.
I’m going to have to hijack this thread again and ask where you plus-size ladies are shopping. I know none of you know me, or have seen me, but I look good, and I am not a little girl. I am reknowned amongst my friends for being the ‘trendy’ one, the fashion forward one, and they are much smaller than I. They won’t go shopping without me. So I guess my question is, what are you looking for? I don’t want to list all the places you could look, for fear of sounding like a shill, but there are any number of places that have darling clothes in a range of sizes and prices, both on- and off-line.
My e-mail is in my profile; if you have a fashion question, just drop me a line and I would be happy to help out. If you live in Eastern PA or Central Jersey, I’ll meet you at the Bridgewater Mall (or where ever) and take you shopping myself.
(Did that sound cranky? Sorry, I didn’t mean it that way.)
There’s a nice, trendy store called “Avenue” which is 14 and up. In addition to a lot of fun clothes, they have great accessories, necklaces and earrings. I got three great sun dresses there last year that were quite flattering.
Two bases on this one - I was just at Wal-Mart the other day, which is not someplace I often go b/c I find it really chaotic and loud. But. They’d just gotten in this little tank top shirts with bras built in, they’re only like $7 each, and their XL stretches like a mo. I’ve never bought this kind of thing before, but am now the proud owner of not one, not two, but three “Fuck Me” shirts. Which dear hubby really likes. No I wouldn’t dare leave the house in these things; that would run counter to their purpose, anyway.
Love Avenue! I used to shop there almost exclusively, but I moved, and they don’t have one anywhere close to me. 
I do check out their website, though.
Bras: Impossible to find them. I recently spent $60 on a plain, simple, bra. ONE. And I’m pre-kid. Wtf. Money isn’t really an issue, but it’s just ridiculous, and I absolutely hate spending more than I have to. Society pretends to loooooove large breasts, but do they make clothes for them? Noooooooo. :rolleyes: This applies to shirts as well. I can’t wear the cute little shirts, because they don’t bloody fit, even though they’re designed to make girls look like they’re large-chested when they’re not. What sort of logic is this?
Pants: Same problem. I have hips. Jeans aren’t made for girls with hips. And I have long legs. WTF. There is absolutely no explaination for this, other than the delogicalization of society. I have, mostly, what society considers an ok body, but they won’t make clothes to fit me! It’s a mass conspiracy to keep me from wearing clothes! :mad:
And shoes! I wear a size 6 in shoe. WHY don’t they make reasonably reasonable looking shoes in my size? I’m not a 4 year old, I don’t want to wear little pink bows on my toes.
Apparently, we need to switch manufacturers, because I keep running into pants with legs obviously designed to put pipecleaners in… how a human leg could fit into the pant leg is beyond me.
My legs are the one part of my body that isn’t fat. Too long, but not fat. (I don’t gain weight there, every else, yes… but not my thighs) I don’t even have cellulite (genetics worked out for me there). And still 1/2 the time, when I try on pants, they fit around my oversized waist, they fit around my oversized ass - but I could barely get my leg into the pants, and the seams are obviously stretching.
I feel your pain, ladies. I have a few favority places to shop and I recently bought some bras from Lane Bryant that have me walking on air. I wear a 46DD bra and until I bought these bras, I could only buy underwires, which I hate. I bought 4 bras on special from Lane Bryant for $50.00 (buy 2, get 2 free). I love these bras. They’re called Cacique and they’re soft cup bras. The band stays put and so do the straps. The fabric feels luscious and they wash beautifully. I had to get used to the idea of not spending less than $25.00 per bra, though.
As far as clothing, I shop in Avenue, Lane Bryant, and online, Land’s end. I also like to shop in Walmart because occasionally, they have some nice plus size clothes at amazing prices.
Oh, I adore the Cacique bras! I have two and they feel so soft (like plush t-shirt material), yet are not frumpy looking (in fact, look damn nice!). My only problem is that one boob is a DD and the other is an almost-DDD (or F I think, however they do the letters after DD), so in the 36DD, one boob is slightly too large; they still look good though!
And don’t get me started on jeans. I’m losing weight (woohoo!), yet I’ve always had this problem, no matter what weight I’m at. I have a definite hourglass figure (it turns into more of a pear-shape when I gain too much weight, but it’s getting back to being proportional); my hips and waist have a difference of about 12-13". Even in womens’ jeans, if i find a pair that fits my hips, the front waist will look fine (or even a little tight), and there will be this large gap between my backside and the back of the jeans’ waistband. :: sigh ::