You may think I buy a LOT of clothes. I do not. I try ON a lot of clothes. I buy VERY few. And of those few, a certain percentage always gets returned.
It must be nice to say, “Oh, I’m a size 6/8/12/whatever” and walk into almost any clothing store and be able to find things that fit. And maybe even SEVERAL things. Wow. I would not hate shopping so much if I could be more successful at it than I am.
Even in plus-size stores and departments, there’s no such thing as a “straight size 24,” cuz one size 24 woman is 5’9″ and another is 5’0″. One carries her weight in her legs tummy and butt, another has a flat stomach but broad shoulders and big boobs. And a constant complaint of mine is that PLUS SIZE WOMEN ARE BROAD NOT TALL. I mean, obviously SOME are tall, but the manufaturers (ha ha I’m funny) think as women expand horizontally they’re also growing vertically…so I end up trying on things that, if they fit in the chest and tummy/hips/butt, are too “tall” in the torso and I constantly struggle with too large necks, too low necklines and hemlines, too-long sleeves and droopy waists. Sigh.
So I have to try on a LOT of frogs before finding my clothing prince. Which is why anytime I’m anywhere there’s a plus-size section, I make at least one quick trip into the dressing room in search of a magical plus-size unicorn.
So. One thing came home with me. If you guessed the last item – the black and cream sort of tribal print tunic with side slits (I love me a side slit) – you would be correct! DING DING DING DING DING, get yourself an ice cream. I have to try it at home over a cami and see how it feels (I KNOW how it FEELS, it feels icky and hot). I have to see if the LOOK is worth the hot layering in summertime.
I think everything I tried on was Ava & Viv.
And so ends another saga in my Try-on Turmoil, ha. I returned a pair of black flip-flops and a black top I bought a few weeks ago, a little impulsively. So it’s sort of like this was free. Hee hee.