Here’s one part of the reason for “real woman”, I think:
Even when I was at a healthy weight/body fat percentage and “in shape”, I was a size 16 on the bottom. My nutritionist told me that there is no way for me to get below that without becoming extremely unhealthy. I’ve been sick for the last 18 months and have gained a serious but not grotesque amount of weight.
I am not huge. I am heavy, but I am not malproportioned or a freak. I see women my size and bigger all the time–some healthy, some simply overweight for whatever reason.
But the clothing retail world treats me and other women above a size 14 like freaks of nature. All clothing stores strictly segregate us from the 14 and under sized women. I go into Marshall Fields, and there are at least two floors crammed with myriad different clothing lines, styles, colors, shapes, etc.
But if you’re over a size 14, you have to shop in a small department way up on the third floor, crammed into the least busy, least accessible section (I guess so that no one will have to see us in our shame as we seek out clothes to fit us). A good 1/3 of the clothes are ugly prints, grandma styles, or shoddily made items. Another 1/3 is either nice for a woman 35 or over or the industrial prison-matron look. Finally, 1/3 of this small department may be acceptable. That means that when this professional woman has to buy suits, there are maybe three to chose from, if I’m lucky.
Good luck finding youthful or classy stuff, because it’s hard (I’m 26). Most plus-size clothing designers seem to assume that 14 plus women are old and have no sense of fashion.
Some stores, like the Gap, have extended their sizes up to an 18 or a 20, but cut these so narrowly that larger women (who generally have a greater hip-to-waist ratio) can’t really fit into them.
The vast majority of stores in the mall are places I cannot shop in. Sometimes, if they deign to carry an XL, I can buy tops.
Yet I am constantly seeing styles in the 14 and unders that make me think, “That would be perfect for me if it came in an 18.” But it doesn’t.
I am tired of feeling like a freak who must be kept away from the skinny people. Fat is not catching. Or, in many cases, being built larger than most is not catching. This is what a lot of the “real woman” comments are reacting to (though I think it’s an offensive-sounding comment to make–I hate it myself.)
I’ve read that 50% of women are a size 14 or over. So why do we still get 1/8th as much retail space for clothing as women who are under a 14?