Remember when I proved, using side-by-side photos, that weight is truly just a number on the scale? In that post, I showed you that while I am now the same weight as I was years ago (after some up and down and back up), I look totally different. I feel totally different.
Now, after an exhausting week of shopping for clothes, I can prove that size is just a number, too.
- Despite the fact that I am now about 10 pounds heavier than I was in fall 2007/spring 2008, I still easily fit into the pants I owned at the time.
- I tried on pants at seven stores, ranging from size 2 to size 12 and found no consistency, even at the same store!
- I had to try on about 25 pair of pants before finding one that fit me just right.
Let me dive into this a little more…
I am desperate for a pair of work pants that I can wear to dress up or dress down; that fit me well enough to look tailored but not so well that I need to double up on my Spanx. That are not too junior but not too old lady. That will last through several washes (I don’t do dry cleaning) and don’t need heavy duty ironing.
I know, it’s a lot to ask. So, this weekend, I sucked it up and spent a few hours going from store to store looking for just one pair that fit the bill. Three hours later, I found what I needed, but I also found that I am size twoelve.
You read that right. I’m size twoelve.
- Gap/Express: 6/8/10 (depending on the cut)
- Old Navy: 6/8/10
- Banana Republic: 10
- J. Crew: 6/8
- Mossimo (Target): 2/4/6/8 (seriously)
- Vera Wang (Kohl’s): 6
- Juniors Department (anywhere): 10/12/++
- Ann Taylor: 2/4/6
- Charlotte Russe: 6/8/10
You see why it’s so frustrating? What I found especially interesting is that the higher the quality of the clothes, the lower the size I fit into. (vanity sizing?)
I ended up finding that perfect pair of pants — Gap’s curvy cut black pants. And despite the turmoil and stress (and almost giving up about five times), this may have been the most freeing shopping experience of my life.
Because for the first time, I decided that just like I can’t let the scale determine my worth, I can’t let size labels make or break my body image. I am size awesome, and I will rock whatever I wear.
Besides, if someone is close enough to me to get inside my pants (to look at the label, of course!), they probably already think I’m beautiful.