plus size

sorry, jo-hoes – thank you, joe jonas

This blog is all too familiar with my incessant whining about, let’s be real, everything. Especially about life in the plus size world. Except today, I’m not coming to you with a complaint, I’m here with a kudos! times, they are a changin’.

My go-to Jonas is Nick. Hands down, all day. However, Joe has crept up into my heart and made a little (Jo)nest. Recently he and his band, DNCE, released “Toothbrush”. A catchy tune about staying the night and not worrying about morning breath because daddy Joe’s got a place for your toothbrush. It’s not my most favorite song on the radio today, but if I were between 14 and 16, I probably would have risked the virus and downloaded it from Kazaa and burned it to a mix CD. the early 2000’s were a much simpler time. My excitement is much less about the song and 100% about the fact that Joe asked Ashley Graham to play his love interest.

WHHHAAATTT?? Thank you Joe Jonas!

Ashley Graham, if you don’t know, is one of the biggest (no pun intended) plus size models in the game today. She’s a beaut. SHE WAS ON THE COVER OF SPORTS ILLUSTRATED, FOR CHRISTSAKE (*ahem* sorry).

In typical internet fashion, the haters came out in full force, screaming:

EW! He wouldn’t get with her in real life!

He’s too good for her!

She’s fat! And disgusting!

She’s unhealthy!

And so on.
sidenote: umm.. if she’s fat, then I want to be her kind of fat

Sorry, Jo-hoes, but you’re wrong. Joe didn’t seem to mind offering her his toothbrush after their wild night together. His hands didn’t seem to mind following her curves. He kept pursuing her so something must have kept him coming back. He didn’t look scared to have a pillow fight with her. I mean, really, listen to the words. He’s totally into her. Listen, I know it’s just a music video and the song is not about Ashley Graham specifically, but Joe and the band could have easily chosen someone like Karli Kloss, one of the Hadid girls, or some up and coming (straight size) model to star in the video. BUT HE (THEY) DIDN’T.

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And really, it isn’t just a music video. In a world where representation is becoming king, I don’t think I can adequately express how excited I am over this. Someone who looks like me (well…) can get paid to get a little touchy- touchy with a Jonas brother? And then strut her stuff down a runway? YES. Before you tell me to get a life and to stop being dramatic, you try being force fed the idea of Beyonce and Kim Kardashian being the “thicker girl’s” role model. They might not have thigh gaps and they might be able to balance champagne glasses on their ass, but the fact of the matter is, I look nothing like either of them. Ashley is on the smaller size of plus, but she is a legitimate plus size model, which works for me. That’s not to say that skinny girls don’t feel marginalized or made to feel like they aren’t good enough because that’s a whole other post, but you can’t tell me it’s normal to see someone like Ashley being picked to be the main love interest over a straight size person. amirite?

Imagine that – plus size people want to feel sexy! What a novel idea! They want to feel desired? Get out of town! People actually find them sexy and desirable and want to spend the night, and the next night (and so on) with them? STOP. IT. Because we all know that’s not allowed. Totally impossible.


Anyway, thank you, again Joe and the powers that be who made this happen. Hopefully, there’s more where this came from!


RANT & RAMBLE: plus size shopping

I was scrolling through Facebook, as one does when they’re trying to escape the stresses of the office. I came across this article, which lists 5 challenges plus size shoppers encounter while trying to find clothes that are fashionable, affordable and to their unique style.

This article is SPOT. ON.


As we all know, this blog is no stranger to my rants about plus size shopping and how it totally blows. I wasn’t going to say anything because 1) Alysse (from Ready to Stare) truly hit every nail dead on the head. And 2) I’m tired of it. I’m tired of complaining. I’m tired of complaining that I’m complaining. Tired, tired, tired. Maybe I just need a nap.

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I have been on the hunt for a dress for a very special occasion coming up this summer. Actually, let me backtrack. I have a dress for this affair that I am in love with. However, not one to settle and not one to make a decision, I have been on a modified hunt for something else. Just in case. Also, for the record, I’m not 100% thrilled with the color, so I was hoping to find something that didn’t wash me out so much. Anyway, after looking online and in all of my local malls, I decided that my next move would be to try the Macy’s on Fulton Street in Downtown Brooklyn. Basically, what that means is, it would be a bitch to drive to because of parking and traffic. Fortunately, the MTA goes that way so off on the bus I went. I got to Macy’s armed with some gift cards, my Mom (for moral support and a second set of eyes), and all the hope I could muster. We went straight to the plus size section, which was the biggest I’ve seen in a Macy’s. I was pretty excited. I need new clothes for Spring anyway so I was all over the section.

Maybe I should add now that the store is currently undergoing a multi-million (billion?) dollar renovation. So, naturally, it’s a bit of a hot mess. Honestly, though, it still worked. There was still a ton of merchandise on display; from a mixture of seasons. It was controlled chaos and I was fine with it. After I had looked through the selection for some spring/summer clothes, I figured I should buckle down and look for a dancy dress. I walked over to the area where the dresses were and was instantly disappointed. All of the fancy dresses were in winter mode. As I started to walk away defeated, I heard another customer ask the saleslady where the plus size evening wear was. She told her that all of that was on Level 2.

Going down.

I walked into the other dress department and immediately saw a dress that was too perfect for my event. We were soulmates. I flicked through the dresses to see how they were organizing the sizes, since there were plus sizes on this floor also. OR SO I THOUGHT.

I asked my mom if she saw any signs for plus sizes, or if she thought they would/could/might be mixed in with the straight sizes. After having a mini panic attack that I needed to find this dress (I was hot, tired and hungry – give me a break.), my mom asked another saleslady where the plus size dresses were. “They’re on Level 3, m’am.” Bewildered, my mom was going to tell her that we just came from Level 3 but I stopped her. “It’s not meant to be,” I whispered and too one last look at yet another lost love.


Would it literally kill someone to say “Hey guys! Let’s make this in plus size!”? By the way, if you love this dress like I do (it’s sooo much prettier in person), click on the picture; it will take you straight to Macy’s and you could buy it. She deserves a loving home.

Thanks for listening to me rant again, friends!

What’s up with you?

Let’s discuss!


friday five + a (mini) rant!

It’s Friday – #thankgod.

I haven’t done a Friday Five in a while because I haven’t liked anything enough if we’re being honest here. I’m going to try to throw a few things together because, well, it’s Friday and I feel like it’s the right thing to do. Let’s get into it, shall we?

  1. Mindy is back in April. The 12th, to be exact.


Finally! It’s been long enough, no? Who’s ready for my obsessive re-caps? Because I’m for sure ready to write them.

2. It’s been a week since the Grammy’s, but I have to say that I cannot get enough of the performances. Specifically, the Carrie Underwood/Sam Hunt one and the Tori Kelly/James Bae Bay one. Neither of which are available anywhere.

I’m OK with grainy YouTube videos that people made by just pointing a camera at the television, but I really wanted to download them and have them forever. So if there’s a way, let me know! i’m sure that wasn’t the creepiest thing i’ve ever said on here, but on a scale of 1-watch list, it was a solid 6.

3.Speaking of creepy, it must have been a slow news day yesterday because the breaking news that Harry Styles got a hair cut popped up on my Newsfeed. I, of course, immediately shared it because THANK GOD. It turns out that it was only a trim, but it looks clean so all is right with the world. With this break going on, I’ll take anything I can get.

4. It’s been gray and windy and cold in New York lately so yesterday, I decided we needed some flowers in the house. My roommates parents were out for the day so for a treat I went to my favorite bodega flower shop and picked out 3 bunches of flowers and had the guy wrap them nicely. For less than $20 I had a florist quality arrangement. Who needs Trader Joes?

Bodega flowers > Trader Joes flowers 🌹🌼🌻🌸🌷

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5. I’ve been on the hunt for two dresses. One for a work event and one for a wedding. The one for the wedding I think I may have found, it just has to get to my house and then it needs to fit. fingers crossed! The one for the work event (that I don’t even know if I’m offically attending yet) is out there, I just have to find it. I saw this dress on Instagram and I HAD to have it.


I’ve been on the hunt for a tulle skirt for a while now. This dress combines the non-hassle of a dress and the ballerina- like tulle that I yearn for. Except, like most things in my life right now, it is unobtainable. Why? I am not spending $74.50 on a dress that I’ll wear maybe three times. Call me cheap, I don’t care. #sorrynotsorry. I’m tired of having to spend so much more money on clothes just because I’m plus sized. I’ve ranted before and I’ll probably rant again, but for now I’ll just lust from afar.

Real quick though, because I didn’t tell this story when it happened and since we’re on the topic – I went shopping for the dress I need for a wedding. I was with my mom in JCPenney. I honestly was not in the mood to shop, but we were in the mall and decided to look. There was absolutely nothing on the ONE RACK of plus size dresses. Actually, there was one dress that I decided to try on, but I knew it wasn’t the right dress. I scanned it to see the price and it came up full price. My mom found the same exact dress in a straight size and scanned it and that dress was on sale. She found a salesgirl and asked why this was. I had walked away towards the dressing room. My mom was getting progressively louder, which she never does, and I was getting progessively more irritated, which always happens. I was about to just scream “Ma! Enough! I’m not buying the dress” when I heard her stop. The bottom line was that the salesgirl had no idea/explanation as to why the dresses were different prices. My mom accused JCPenney of being biased, probably leaving the salesgirl soooo happy she came to work that day. I DMed JCPenney on Twitter because I had luck that way before and because I was really disgusted. Not only because of the dress price difference but because the whole plus size section looked like a schlock shop/ a nursing home closet; in total disarray and filled with old lady clothes. They never got back to me. I’m tired of it.

Here’s what I sent to them on Twitter:

I was dress shopping in your Staten Island Mall store and I have a huge bone to pick with you. First of all, the plus size section is an absolute horror. The styles are outdated and have been for a while now. Second, I went in looking for formal wear, or at the very least a nice dress to wear to a wedding. The dress section is all mixed together Misses, Plus, Petites and Juniors. Except Plus Size was relegated to ONE rack. Every other size had beautiful dresses for every occasion. The one rack for for plus size had mostly winter items. Finally, there was a dress on the ONE plus size rack that I decided to try on. When I went to scan it, the dress was full price. When I scanned the exact same dress in a straight size, it was 25% off. The salesgirl could not give me an explanation as to why this was. I’ll tell you why – as many strides as plus size fashion has made, it hasn’t come far enough. Stores (not just JCP) refuse to acknowledge the plus size consumer as a person. We deserve nice clothes and a vast selection also. I understand you can’t please everyone but this store has had this problem for a while now. Please at least try to fix this. You owe it to your loyal customers.

I mean, whatever. Unfortunately, I can’t boycott the store because it’s one of the only places that is easily accessible for me.

Well this took a turn. Anyway, what have you been loving/ making you happy this week?

Let’s discuss!


get it together, jcpenney

For the record, I did not want to write this post. I’m sick of talking about what I’m going to be talking about. I also feel that because I’m annoyed and it’s my blog I have the right to get a little ranty.

I went clothes shopping recently (yep, it’s one of those rants. click away now if you don’t want to hear it). I am in desparate need of some new clothes. One, because summer is coming and two, because I have nothing to wear to work. My building’s air conditioner doesn’t usually get its shit together until August so I need something other than the sweaters that are hanging in my closet.

I have been a JCPenney shopper for a long time. As a matter of fact, that’s where I finally found, after trying on a hundred others, my communion dress and veil. I’ve always had good luck in their plus size department; a place that is usually unforgiving and unapologetic. The last few times I’ve perused the department, either in store or online, I have seen a steady decline in its offerings. My most recent trip, however, was the worst.

My mom and I stepped off of the elevator, which usually leaves us in the back of “our” department. Instead we were greeted with tons and tons of dresses. I got excited because every summer I say that I will wear dresses and only dresses for the whole summer. Then, all of a sudden, summer is over and I haven’t worn a dress once.

“SO MANY CHOICES!” I thought, as my eyes got as big as saucers, scanning each and every pattern, color and cut.

I walked over to the first rack and immediately started to make my dressing room choices. Quickly, I realized that these dresses were not plus size. Not a one. Not even close. I moved to the next rack, a little disheartened but, still eager. New rack, same problems. I looked up and realized that I was, in fact, in the wrong section.


They had switched the plus size area with the dress area. No biggie. I’ll just go over there and look through those dresses in my size. I walked over and found that the plus size section was also the clearance rack. I get that stores have to put things on sale and that seasons overlap but this looked like a schlock shop. Sizes all over, seasons all mixed together. Thankfully, it didn’t seem that the size of the department shrunk, (the one good thing about this particular store is that the plus size department is pretty big.) so there was a lot of ground to cover. I walked around picking things up, putting things down, as you do.

More and more I realized that every rack had basically the same style of shirt, jacket, pair of pants in different colors. I also realized that I bought this stuff last summer. The rest of the items were of the “Grandma (not so) Chic Collection”.


I’m not making fun of anyone’s clothing choices so please don’t be offended. It’s just that I don’t need another sheer top with an attached tank underneath. I don’t need another peplum top. I don’t want anything with butterflies, scribbles or some sort of tie dye/watercolor. I’m also not old enough for pastel sweatshirts with birdhouses on them (i don’t know if i’ll ever be ready for those.) or faux Chanel jackets with a coordinating necklace attached.

In the end, I wound up buying two tops. I like them but I can’t say I’m shitting myself with excitement.


As my mom and I walked out we both commented on how the Misses section was in pristine condition. Probably because it opens to the mall. How convenient. As a consumer it makes me feel so good about myself that the department I shop in is stuck in the back corner somewhere, looking like a mess. I understand that not every department can be in the front, but for once, shock the shit out of me and put it there (that goes for all department stores, not just JCPenney). And don’t make it the catch-all for everyone’s discards.

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Sorry for the whining. It’s just that when your choice in stores are limited to begin with, you want to know that you can get what you need in that limitation. Also, shopping is supposed to be fun. It shouldn’t remind you of things that you aren’t happy with about yourself. It shouldn’t make you feel like less of a person or less valued than the next guy. It makes me feel like stores are trying to tell us that we should just be happy that plus size is even offered. Like I should fall to their feet with gratitude. please.

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Again, sorry for the whining.

If you’re plus size, do you feel the same way? Should I just shut up and deal?
Even if you aren’t plus size, I’d love to hear your thoughts!

Let’s discuss!

friday five – on a saturday

I was sitting at lunch today mentally making a list of things to write about for my Friday Five. It was only after I made the list that I realized that today was Friday. It was a looong week, my friends. So now it’s 11:29 Friday night and I’m just starting to write my Friday Five post. procrastination at its finest.

1. It wouldn’t be a post from me if I didn’t mention Mindy so here we go. Tuesday’s episode – whoa, Mindy. If you haven’t watched it yet, go and do that now because I’m spoiling it in 3…2…1… OK. It was Peter’s last episode which makes me kind of upset because I started to really like him. He follows Lauren to Texas after a grand gesture in the airport. It was nice. I’m not Lauren’s biggest fan so the whole time I was all #byefelicia. But that’s just scratching the surface. Dr. Gurgler offered Mindy and Danny a spot in the fertility practice that he is opening in California. So, Mindy goes back to NY to talk to Danny about it but before she could get it out, he takes her to the brownstone he bought THEM in Harlem. swoon. He pulls up to the place and he says “Min, I bought this for us” or something. I was too busy swooning to pay close attention. Even when I watched it on Hulu the next day.

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Anyway, the show goes on and at Peter’s going away party, Gurgler comes in and spills the news. Danny goes all Staten Island and storms out.

youse guys.. i can't.

youse two.. i can’t.

He has a moment with Peter at the brownstone and finally goes back to Mindy’s, climbs into bed with her, and is just so adorable I couldn’t even stand it.

Apparently, Mindy goes back to California the next morning because she is back in her dorm room when Peter calls from his cab to the airport. They agree that they’re best friends (which I thought was cute but Tumblr was up in arms over this). Peter reminds her that he’s also her doctor and that her test results came back. Do you see where I’m going with this? YOU GUYS, MINDY IS PREGNANT! I know this was probably the longest entry for an item on a Friday Five list and I probably should have given it it’s own recap post, but I didn’t so you’ll have to just deal. Did you watch? Let’s discuss.  Tuesday cannot come fast enough.

Ok, now that I’ve re-hashed the whole episode, found some more spoilers (I have to stay off Tumblr) and have sort of gotten my heart off the floor and back into my chest, let’s continue.

2. Silent Auction is over! hallelujah! Remember how I said I was running lead? Yea. Somewhere around Wednesday I found out that I was not, in fact, running the show. After that I decided that I wasn’t going to let this whole thing stress me out and my life immediately became easier. It’s not that I decided to drop the ball, but when I found out that someone else was in charge and there was nothing I could do about it, I climbed into the backseat and went along for the ride. The event went well and the projected totals seemed to be right on target. As for my donated photos, eh. I donated four and only two were sold. The Imagine/Strawberry Fields one and the one from Bow Bridge were the winners and both went for the opening bid of $25. A bit of a letdown considering they all went for more last year, but you win some, you lose some. We’re having a sale on the unbid items sometime next week so hopefully they get sold there. If not, I’m taking them home.

3. I’m still in love with Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran, but Sam Smith’s new song is creeping up to second place. I’ll put the video here. Get out your tissues.

4. Did everyone see the Saved by the Bell reunion on Jimmy Fallon? First of all, I’m going to need whatever water is running through the pipes at Bayside High School because none of them have aged. Except Mr. Belding. I honestly thought he was sick for a minute. As far as I know he’s not. (I think I get that from my mom. Whenever someone’s look changes drastically for the worse, my mother always assumes they’re sick.) Anyway, everyone else looks fantastic. Noticeably absent were Screech and Lisa. They didn’t mention them in the skit but I could only assume that they were taking rides on the hot mess express. (Did you see the Lifetime SBTB movie Dustin Diamond made? It was good, but it’s time to box up those feelings and move on. The fact that he just got arrested probably didn’t help either. And poor Lark Voorhies. I hope her lawyer is better than her plastic surgeon because I would sue the botox out of him/her. I’m not trying to be mean- Google her.) Putting all of that aside, lace up your Keds and take a walk down memory lane.

5. I normally don’t do outfit posts or even mention my outfits but I am in love what I wore on Thursday for the auction. Please excuse my awkward bathroom mirror selfies. I was trying to be quick and to be honest, I don’t know how to take a mirror selfie. because i’m lame.

These are worse than I thought. Anyway, my pants are navy and I’ve had them forever. My top is from Dressbarn. It’s a cream with gold polka dot tank top. I don’t usually ever tuck my shirt into my pants but this top is pretty long and since I’m short I thought the long top with the long cardigan made me look disheveled. The cardigan is from Forever 21+. It is HOT pink and I’m in love. The night before I wrapped my hair in a headband for some heatless curling action. It’s usually pretty hit or miss because my hair gets pretty temperamental, but I think this time it got over itself and did what it was supposed to.

Woof. This was way longer than I expected. How was your week? Any thoughts on Mindy? Who do you want to see Jimmy Fallon reunite next? (The Fresh Prince? Growing Pains? Family Matters? The possibilities are endless.)

Let’s discuss!


breaking up is hard to do

I’ve made a decision that was not an easy one to make.

I’m breaking up with Target.

For a while, anyway.

Target has teamed up with Lilly Pulitzer to create a 250 piece line of clothing and accessories which will be launched in April. This line is supposed to be more inclusive and cater to all sizes. Great! Except that the plus size portion of this endeavor will only be available online.

Seriously? Come on.


I don’t particularly like Lilly Pulitzer’s style so this kind of doesn’t bother me as much as it would if someone like Kate Spade had designed a line. However, I am not the only person who shops at Target.


I can’t understand how a company as big as Target can be so prejudiced against a major portion of its buying population. It’s like they’re constantly saying that our money is no good in their store. That’s fine. If my money has no value to you, Target then I just won’t spend it there. The other message that I get from their online only decision is that they would rather not see people like me shopping in their store. Like I shouldn’t be let out of the house. Granted, there are some days that I question my fashion and hairstyle choices, however I don’t feel the need to ever be judged – especially by Target.

I’ll miss wandering around, convincing myself to buy things that I don’t really need. My heart is heavy, but thankfully, so is my wallet.



plus size pixies… sort of

In between New Girl and The Mindy Project, I saw a commercial for the Old Navy Pixie Pants. You know the one with Amy Pohler as the judge? I love the part when she tells the 150 year old court reporter that she’s driving them to Old Navy. Anyway, I had about 10 minutes before my beloved Mindy Project started and I decided to check out those magical pants. Especially since it’s now officially Fall and that means I need some new clothes. God knows I didn’t have enough from last year. And if he didn’t, he could just check the Rubbermaids chock full of clothes stored in the basement. I headed over to and this is what I saw:



Perfect, I thought. I want red pants for upcoming season and $25 isn’t bad at all. Knowing I have some, ok a lot, of junk in the trunk (and in the front seat) I clicked over to the Women’s Plus section, like I usually do and this is what I found:


oldnavyplusUmm… what the eff is that? Four choices and 3 of them have a base color of black? The red isn’t even red, it’s burgandy/wine. I know what I want and what I want is FIRE ENGINE RED pants. I’m not looking for subtlety. I want cars to stop as I’m crossing the street because they think my ass is a stop sign. Well, I want cars to stop as I’m crossing the street in general, but you know what I mean. I want more than four colors. You’re probably thinking, “this chick didn’t even click shop now”. Uh. yes I did because if there’s one thing I always give is the benefit of the doubt. What I found when I clicked was the same exact thing. Actually, I just went back to check and see if I overreacted and I didn’t. They did offer a khaki, blue, and gray pair also but really, come on. Also, why are these pants $29? I know it’s only $4 more, but you know when you see something and say “Oh, that can’t be more than $___”,  and then you look at the price and even though it might only be a few dollars more than what you thought, you decide it’s just too much/not worth it? Call me cheap, but I don’t understand why plus size clothing is more expensive than straight sizes. I sort of get it that more fabric is needed but they make it seem like they need yards and yards more fabric. Football fields of fabric! Maybe they do, I don’t know. Maybe it’s not the fabric, maybe it’s the extra sewing or extra dye that might be needed. I don’t make clothes – I buy them.

Notice there’s no store like Forever 21 for plus size people (their plus section doesn’t count. first, it’s a juniors plus. second, i mean a store where everything is a Woman’s size but still super trendy and cheap.)

Speaking of Forever 21, did you know that the plus size section in the Union Square store was taken out and moved to the Times Square one? A whole train ride away. I understand appealing to demographics, I majored in advertising for God’s sake, but you mean to tell me that no one in that area is a plus sized woman looking for trendy clothes? Not a single person? Not even someone who might have come in from Brooklyn with her friends, who were doing some shopping at the store, and since she knew Forever 21 carries plus sizes, she was ready to shop also. She was ready to SPEND MONEY IN THEIR STORE but she couldn’t because they moved the entire section all the way to Times Square. Believe me, I know retailers aren’t looking for only me to shop in their stores. But I also know that stores look at their bottom lines and if  they would open their minds and maybe spend some money to make some money their bottom lines would be covered by me (and people like me) covering their bottoms.

Just a thought. tumblr_n9sjl5yZka1tv4k5po1_500

I think I’ve decided to participate in Blogtober. This means there will be a post from me every day in October-in theory. I’ll probably write them and queue them so that it actually happens and I won’t let you, my legions of fans/ readers down.



spread the word – #plussizeplease

We’re going through a huge computer system overhaul at work, thanks Microsoft, and because there is an overwhelming fear of losing every last document on our computers, huge external hard drives were purchased – like 3 terabyte huge, yet I can’t get a raise. The computers are supposed to be backed up weekly and guess who was nominated to do these back ups. If you guess anyone but me, you’d be deeply disappointed. The only good thing is that when it comes to computers, the people upstairs are not so well versed and don’t know how to do this or long this should take. My boss wasn’t in the other day so her secretary took the opportunity to have me start this week’s backup. While I was “hard at work” backing up every last one of my boss’ pictures, documents and whatever else has been living in her machine from God knows when or where, I took a quick break to browse Instagram. I recently followed a blogger who goes by the name Curvily. She runs a plus sized fashion blog and therefore posts lots of plus sized fashion on her Instagram feed. I came across this picture and instantly fell in love with this hashtag – and I love me some hashtags.



How great is this? I can’t tell you how many times I’ve stared longingly at some article of clothing and wished it would come in my size. Actually, yes I can- MILLIONS. Part of the solution would be to put the plus size section closer to the front of the store, maybe I wouldn’t have to walk past all of the cute clothes. (God forbid the chubs are in the front; they might be seen shopping in your store! Like normal people who like to wear clothes! That’s another post for another soapbox) You can’t miss what you didn’t even know was there. I’ve written about the inadequacies/inequalities in the plus size section before, and in all honesty, I’ll probably write about them again (and again – deal with it). Anyway, I just thought I would spread the word. I know I’ll be using the hell out of this hashtag.

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