I am a huge advocate for loving yourself – no matter your size. But I am also an advocate for something else: wearing clothes that fit.
I have a high waist. As much as I wish I could pull of those thick high-waisted belts, I cannot. They somehow turn my hips into gargantuan saddlebags. Therefore, I avoid them at all costs.
And no matter how many lunges or squats I do, I will never have a boo-tay. I have legs that go straight into my back and there is nothing I can do about it. It impossible for me to be taken seriously in jeans/shorts/skirts that are butt-hugging. It’s a fact.
On the contrary, I have nice shoulders and an overall slim figure. There are clothes out there that look good on me. Clothes that flatter my figure, minimize the saddlebag look and even shield the fact that I have no hiney.
So here’s a pet-peeve of mine: Women who wear clothes that do not fit or flatter their figure. God made 32 flavors, ladies. The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants is a great idea, but there’s no way we can all fit into the same size jeans. You pickin’ up what I’m puttin’ down?
For example – Have you ever been out shopping and taken the size you want to fit and the size you hope is too big into the dressing room?
Yeah, me too. But here’s the thing – no one is ever going to see the number on the tag.
Why buy the size X when it makes you spill over the sides and look terribly uncomfortable when you can buy the the next size up that hugs you in all the right places and makes you look like a million bucks?
All I’m tryin’ to say is, everyone has the ability to look amazing in a cute outfit. And there is no need to fret over a tiny number on an itchy tag. Buy what looks good on you, not the outfit looks good on your best friend.
Can I get an Amen?!