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Post by xenavirgin on Dec 11, 2006 16:22:12 GMT -6
Thanks bunches Scrappy! XV
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Post by Phalon on Dec 12, 2006 23:30:59 GMT -6
Oh! Yes, yes, yes! Let's gripe about clothing and the way it fits. Good one to bring up, X-Virgin. Tis the season. Don we now our ill-fitting apparel. Fa-la-la-la-la-la, damn, damn, damn.
I hate shopping for clothes. Or rather, I like shopping for clothes – always finding something I like, but hate trying them on – cuz then I don’t like them. I'm a size three; I don't know what that translates to in the UK, but I'm guessing "nymphette". And most clothes are just not made to phette size nymphette. To make it more difficult, I've recently lost close to ten pounds, (weight, not wallet volume), that I didn't try, or want to lose. Add another tiny problem: I'm short.
Finding clothes? Pfft. Nearly impossible. The Women's or Misses departments usually start a size up from what I wear. If I do find something in my size, most times it's way too long, and I don't sew. I have a friend who does - unfortunately she does. And everyone knows it. Her stack of alterations is tall, and professional alterations are expensive.
The Jr's Department? Yep, I can usually find something that fits there, but does a forty-two year old want to dress in clothing made to appeal to a teenager's fashion sense? Or lack thereof? I don't.
Petite Departments are a joke. It's usually three racks towards the back of the Women's Department overflowing with frumpiness. Not to mention small frumpy clothing means more expensive. How’s that? Half the material; haft the price, I say.
The boys' department. I've had some luck there with jeans, but little boys don't have child-bearing hips. And the legs are cut funny - loose all the way down, and I like them tapered.
No wonder I have twenty pairs of Levi's in the same style hanging in my closet. I found something that fits, and will keep buying them until they are no longer made. (and damn, just blew the knee out of my favorite pair)
After Scrappy posted the Lane Byrants link, I did a search for on-line petite stores. There are a few; some I’ve heard of, even shopped at when I had a job that required I wear something other than one of my twenty pairs of Levi’s. But not many; nothing new there. Something the search did reveal is that many of the department stores are doing away with their petite departments.
“It’s more that specialty stores like Neiman Marcus see the petite market as older, unfashionable -- and, perish the thought -- undesirable.”
And…
“NEW YORK — Twenty-five years ago, the nation's department stores — long obsessed with the tall, thin, leggy woman — discovered her shorter sibling, the petite woman. They gave her a special clothing size, her own department and, over time, access to top designers such as Ralph Lauren, Donna Karan and Calvin Klein. Small was suddenly sexy. Or at least sexier. But the love affair with little women appears to be over. Three of the country's most influential fashion emporiums — Neiman Marcus, Saks Fifth Avenue and Bloomingdale's — have quietly eliminated or drastically scaled back their petite departments in the past several months, angering many longtime customers.”
The love affair is over? Damn, I want alimony! Interesting, that 51 percent of the population of women in the U.S. is 5 foot 4 inches and under. HA! I fall in that category – or under it. And I’m not an anomaly. Why is it so difficult to find something that fits properly?
But then again – my co-worker? The woman who complained because she couldn’t find a dress that fit right? She’s what I’d consider average: neither tall or short, thin or fat.
I’m convinced all those clothes hanging on those racks fit no one.
Don’t even get me started on shoes. Short and wide. There is not a shoe made that will fit me. Ok, maybe there is - two pair. And I own them both.
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Post by Phalon on Mar 9, 2007 7:06:07 GMT -6
This thread just won't die..... HA! Only because I keep pulling it out from the back of the closet, like I do clothing that should either be taken to GoodWill or let die a natural fiber death; cotton over synthetics - I never cared for Polly Ester; she's so fake.
It finally came in the mail - a Christmas gift from Mom! And just in time for spring! Pfft. It's a winter coat that had been on back-order since before Christmas. Why? The pea-coat had to be in a pea-tit size.
Typical of all the packages that Mom sends, this one came with coupons and articles she cut from newspapers and magazines that she thought might interest me. Right on top was an advertisement for “BREAST AUGMENTATION SPECIAL!!!! ONLY $1995. (Under-the-muscle Breast Augmentation $2995.) Limited time offer. RESTRICTIONS APPLY.”
LMAO. Never something she'd suggest, but I dunno, I thought it was funny in an ironic sort of way. Sheesh Mom – what are you trying to tell me? That tired of trying to find gifts for me from the pea-tit department?
I opened the folded advertisement. On the other side was a gardening article she’d circled.
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Post by Gabbin on Mar 9, 2007 23:23:32 GMT -6
I have to not go shopping with you for bras, Gams. Yes, I hate it too. I lost my best shopping pal last month before I could stalk up on the bras and catch them by suprise.
So, I had to shop it alone. I felt like I was all alone in a deep dark forest with moss hanging down about to turn into monsters and grab me. Oh, now, I think I have a t.v. series idea. I shall call it Bras. These women would have their airplane crash on a deserted island....
Anyway, I came away with two or three. Actually, one I really like it is purple on the outside and lavendar on the inside with purple polka dots. I like that one. They are a bit cutting though, I don't like the remarks my bra makes. I was looking for a jog bra but ended with a job bra, I think.
Tragic shopping is what it all was.
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Post by Phalon on Mar 10, 2007 20:02:05 GMT -6
No bra shopping with me, Gabbin? Dang, I think tit'd be fun, no? We might end up banned from intimate apparel departments, though. Do you think bras make good sling shots? Pea shooters, maybe. I haven't gone bra shopping with anyone since Mom took me for a training bra, and I wonder exactly what they were training for. The Bra-atholon maybe. The Gold Cup Award.
A purple polka dot bra, eh? I've got two purples - no polkas though; I never like acordian music. They are "plum" actually - midnight plum is one, and the other misty plum, and how'd these plums get so risque sounding.
I have a lime bra I bought to go under a lime shirt, because lime and plum does just not mix well. Some kind of odd puckered taste that fruit salad.
I've got limes and plums, but no melons.
It's a size thing.
Reminds me of Xena-Sista's favorite saying, "If life gives you lemons....stick 'em in your bra. Can't hurt; it just might help."
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Post by Gabbin on Mar 10, 2007 22:04:30 GMT -6
I am not done bra shopping. We should go bra-ing together. We shall just bra-zenly enter on a sale day and join in the bra-wl, snatching and strapplings. I bet it is a breastaking event.
Gads, well you are sounding quite fruity, Tuttie. My other one is strawberry so maybe there is something going on here. Perhaps I should look for coconut or watermelon, with little black seeds on the inside. Think big, I always say. Oh, who am I kidding, grapefruit would be fine.
I think we should go to France, and shop brassieres, or drink them, either way. Oh, wine colored bras, a nice globe-shaped beer, I mean brassiere.
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Post by Gabbin on Mar 17, 2007 3:56:52 GMT -6
I would like to brazenly say my brassiere situation is doing quite nicely now. I am all together....or they are, well, not touching or anything but in their place.
Night
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Post by vox on Mar 17, 2007 15:25:56 GMT -6
“There is no animal on this earth so cruel as a 13 year old girl." What do you mean 13 year old girls, the girls at my grandaughters school are just as bad, and they are only 9! they told her she was 'fat' and there's nothing of her, she is a very tall, slim girl, don't think it's only what young girls read and see on tv nowdays, but what they hear!
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Post by Gabbin on Mar 17, 2007 16:56:43 GMT -6
Wow, Vox, you are breaking out all over. You go girl. I am not calling you a Yugo, by the way.
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Post by vox on Mar 18, 2007 13:35:12 GMT -6
Gee thanks Gabbin! sorry about that, but I do feel that with this day and age, we could do something to stop all these young girls from becoming anorexic!
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Post by Phalon on Mar 20, 2007 22:02:58 GMT -6
True, true, Vox. That's kinda what started this thread - A question from the Young and Breastless regarding body image. No one should be judged by their shape, and it's shameful that society sometimes bases merit solely on looks, rather than what's beyond.
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Post by vox on Mar 22, 2007 15:19:27 GMT -6
You couldn't have said a truer word Phalon! I went through it with my girls, I just don't want to see anything like that happen to my granddaughters! I am sure you feel the same way. I dont agree with size 0, that's skeletal and to my doesn't look attractive at all! Women and girls are meant to be curvy, we are all meant to be different shapes and sizes. Let's see some curvy girls advertising clothes on the TV or in magazines! I say down with the skinnies!
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Apr 10, 2007 13:31:44 GMT -6
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Post by Phalon on Apr 27, 2007 21:41:39 GMT -6
Been meaning to comment on this forever, Scrappy. I read the article. Though full figured - or any type model other than the tall, rail thin norm, I think is a fabulous idea, (a range of body types representing all typical women's shapes and sizes would be nice), why the topless contest elimination round?
Buys into the idea that clothes don't make the man, but boobs make the woman, no? Women should celebrate that their bodies are beautiful, yes, but to be judged and eliminated by them? Course it was a contest to find a model, but was the bare-breasted bit nesscessary?
Just found it a bit odd; maybe sexist; maybe degrading. I dunno. I didn't get the scrumge, (or whatever), dancing thing either.
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Post by Phalon on Jun 4, 2008 21:46:19 GMT -6
So I had to go drag this up from the bottom of the barrel. I received an e-mail containing a photo of a poster with the following caption....
"A Nice Butt. God's way of apologizing for a lack of a rack."
I thought I'd adopt this as my motto. I've always been told I have a nice @ss.
Oh...wait a minute. Maybe it was I've been told nicely I was an @ss.
Uhm....nevermind.
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Post by Phalon on Jun 10, 2008 21:58:44 GMT -6
I gotta laugh at myself; sometimes I do the weirdest things. I wrote an article - a short personal essay type thing based on some of my posts in this thread, and the trials an A-Cupper has to go through while bra-shopping.
It's being published next month. And so, it finally pays to be small-breasted....
Fittingly, it doesn't pay a whole lot.
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Post by Siren on Jun 10, 2008 22:20:09 GMT -6
Maybe the pay's not much, Gams. But your cups (heh) runneth over in so many other ways - ie: a happy family, a nice *ss, and really classy online friends! Congratulations on getting published again! You must give us a link to the story when it comes out.
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Post by katina2nd on Jun 12, 2008 22:14:06 GMT -6
See I told you to send in some of the stuff you've accumulated here over the years Lady P, or at least use it as inspiration, and voila, it worked. *I'll be watching the mail for my commission cheque* Seriously though, congratulations on being published again, not that I'm the least bit surprised, matter of fact I'm surprised you haven't been published more often.
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Post by katina2nd on Jun 12, 2008 22:15:58 GMT -6
Maybe the pay's not much, Gams. But your cups (heh) runneth over in so many other ways -
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Post by Phalon on Jun 15, 2008 6:28:28 GMT -6
And see, this is why I hired you as my agent, Katina. Your check will be in the mail. You'll have to look for it real hard; it's so itty-bitty you might miss it.
HA, Siren! Too funny - both your 'cups runneth over' pun, and the 'really classy online friends' mention. Yes, you all are classy, and I figure that is why no one but me rarely ventures into this thread! Except Gabs - and she's classy in a class by herself; I think she got an A-cup on her final exam.
Speaking of being in a class by oneself....
It was miserably hot at work one day last week; the kind of humid, sticky heat that is horrible to work outside in. A co-worker and I were taking a respite inside the store, at the counter in front of the fan. Trying to cool down, we somehow got to talking about bras. My co-worker and I are on opposite ends of the bra-size spectrum, but we both agreed bras are uncomfortable in the heat, no matter the size. We decided someone ought to, (if someone already hasn't), invent a bra with gel inserts that could be placed in the freezer, and popped back into the bra for an instant cooling effect. Now there's another take on the saying, 'Cold as a witch's t...".
A customer walked into the store, and caught the tail end of our conversation. She was in her fifties, and very classically dressed. "Bra's?", she asked. "Oh, I just got a new one the other day. The woman that fits me was on vacation, so I had to do it myself. How'd I do?" Proud that she'd accomplished what must have seemed to her to be a daunting task, it was then that she whips up her blouse in rock concert-goer fashion for us to examine her new purchase to determine if she'd done well in picking it out herself.
What do you say at this point?
My co-worker: Uhm.....nice job. It's pretty.
Me: Er....yes...I...uhm...think the lace is a nice added touch.
Women, I guess, may feel a certain kinship in having these contraptions we are shouldered and strapped....squished into wearing. If the bra fits, wear it.....and let everyone see how well it fits?
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Post by Siren on Jun 17, 2008 23:03:13 GMT -6
I remember Oprah devoting an episode, or at least a segment of it, to finding the proper fit in a bra. Apparently the vast majority of women are wearing the wrong size. Who'da thought?
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Post by Phalon on Sept 14, 2008 6:24:48 GMT -6
Or not at all.
I was busy yesterday morning before work. I threw some laundry in the dryer while I showered, garrulously meandered my way through here, and made meatloaf so all Hubs had to do was pop it in the oven before I got home from work. I made my lunch for work, and by this time my work shirt was dry....but kinda wrinkley. The last thing I did before leaving was iron the shirt before throwing it on right before I walked out the door.
Slow day at work; torrential rains kept the customers away. My boss had called one co-worker before we opened and told her to stay home, and then my boss stayed home as well. Just me and one other person working....which was one too many. A little after mid-day, and we had only about a handful of customers since opening. I decided I'd call it a day. After a pouty I'm-gonna-be-bored-to-tears-for-the-rest-of-the-day look from my co-worker, he agreed there just wasn't enough to do inside for the two of us, and I went home.
Too much stuff in my arms getting out of the car at home, and I skipped opening the umbrella - the mad dash from the car to the front door left me soaked. Stripped off my sopping shirt and discovered - what the hell? - I forgot to put on a bra that morning.
I suppose things like that happen to the best of us......a few of us, at least.....uhm....one other person besides me? Probably not.
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Post by vox on Sept 14, 2008 13:09:13 GMT -6
You are so lucky you can still get away with it Phalon! mine have started 'going south' so they say! LOL!
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Post by Phalon on Sept 16, 2008 4:16:56 GMT -6
Sad thing is, Vox, it's doubtful anyone would ever notice. LMAO.
I hope they enjoy the weather; I understand winters there are lovely - no snow to shovel. And "going south" is much better than having them split up, and go in opposite directions - one headed in an easterly direction, and the other westward.
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Post by Phalon on Apr 5, 2009 8:46:43 GMT -6
I wondered where to post this, or if I should even post it at all; the following subject is disturbing. It's disturbing in my opinion anyway, and maybe that's why I decided to bring this thread up again. Being prudish or just squeamish? And since this is a body image thread, I thought it'd fit in here best. Have we ever discussed piercings and tattoos in here - I don't think so, but, butt, butt...maybe a little rose butt might be nice? I'm too squeamish though to get a tattoo, and my two ears with three holes - two in one, and one in the other - are enough holes in my head for me. Though I don't care for an excessive amount of tattooing or piercings, it's a personal choice of the wearer, a form of self-expression, and in many cases, a form of art. But this is just too over-the-top to be anything other than shocking. There's a boy that LX has known since kindergarten - he's two years older than her, and is now in high-school. News travels fast among the teenage crowd, and even though she's still in middle-school, she came home the other day and said this boy got "laced". "Laced?" I asked her what it meant and as she explained the procedure, I felt my stomach turning. It took me forever to find anything on the Internet about "lacing", but this is what it looks like. The boy LX knows has the same kind of lacing as in the second photo - on both sides of his torso. tishasharpthewriter.blogspot.com/2005/04/try-explaining-this-in-nursing-home.htmlI find it appalling...and maybe even criminal that this kid's parents would not only consent to letting their child have this done to himself - they apparently had to sign written consent form - but also that they assisted in his search to find someone who would agree to do this to a fifteen year old kid, and drive him out-of-state once they found someone. I asked LX what she thought about it. "It's not something I'd ever do, but I think it looks cool." And maybe that's the most disturbing thing of all. Teenagers tend to follow the crowd and I wonder how long before "lacing" becomes popular enough that every other kid will have it done and won't have to drive too far to find someone who will do it? And when this becomes commonplace, what's next?
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Post by quettalee on Apr 5, 2009 11:42:16 GMT -6
OMG! That's too much.
I think I'm a little more liberal about tatts and piercings than you, sis. I didn't get mine until I was 40 and I had wanted one and worked on the design for 20 years! I keep telling myself that if I make it through this stupid grieving process that I want to have mine tweaked to incorporate a sun in some way.
I have three holes in one ear and one in the other. The third hole on my right ear is up top in the cartilage. I love wearing a ring up there, but it stays sore all the time if I try and sleep with it in...and I hate putting it in and taking it out everyday. (I never change my earrings).
Mare had a small chakram on her ankle, which she got during the Xena years and she got her belly pierced after we got together. Summer has wanted a belly ring since she was about 12--which Mare said "no way" until she turned 18. She asked me for Mary's belly rings and I told her when she turned 18, I would take her to have it done and give her all of her mom's rings (except the one she had in--her favorite--a 24K gold sun). She agreed she would wait. I'm not sure she wants a tat, but she's got that "creative" flair and tends to go for the different, so probably that too.
Anyhoo, I'm rambling.
I think the lacing is just a tad too liberal for me.
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Post by Phalon on Apr 6, 2009 4:29:44 GMT -6
Me, not liberal? I'm certainly not Republican. But I suppose my ears lean toward the conservative side - old-fashioned regular lobe piercings in each, and the third hole is in one ear just above the other, which was put there in high-school strictly for the purpose of making use out of the one remaining earring from the sets that I always seem to use. The cost was split with a guy I did not know who was trying to talk the piercer into charging him half-price because he only wanted one ear pierced. She wouldn't relent, so he and I each got half the service and putting our money together, paid her for the set.
Xena-Sis has a belly ring, and a nose stud. Marathong friend has a tattoo. Does that count? Liberalism by association? Maybe my conservatism has something to do with pain; I can't stand needles. My stomach even flip-flops watching the needle-parts in CSI and House, and I have to turn away. Probably the reason I call the nice lady who cleans my teeth the Dental Dominatrix; she welds a pick with a needle sharp point, which by my standards is an instrument designed only for torture.
LX doesn't have her ears pierced, but that's her choice. Although she mentioned recently she wants a "bar" - up top in cartilage like yours, but two instead of one hole, and like connecting the dots, a silver bar runs through both. I like the look. She also has a desire for a lip piercing, but that is not going to happen on my watch, which as in Mare's book, does not end until she's 18.
Think Godsmack. Sully's tattoos are the kind I find excessive, and the woman on the cover of their self-titled CD has the number of piercings that for me fall into the excessive category. I think there's a couple of eyebrow rings, a nose ring bull-style, and four or five lip rings. Kind of funny though - LX and I tried out the style Saturday night....with mini-pretzels bit into small curved pieces. Adorned with our pretzel rings, we sang a montage of Godsmack songs to Hubs, who did not get it either, (cuz I'm assuming anyone who reads this won't see the silly humor in it that caused LX and I to roll with laughter). But pretzel rings don't involve needles so it was all fun and games.
No laces sewn in either. That's just bluck.
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Post by Siren on Apr 6, 2009 22:22:32 GMT -6
I've seen young people here with great big objects in their earlobes, like this: tattoo.about.com/cs/pear/l/blzoey1102b.htmI think it's gross, but to each their own. Returning to the subject of bras, I had a unique experience - my first trip to Victoria's Secret. I had despaired of finding a suitable bra at department stores. They weren't well made, weren't supportive enough, and didn't last long. A friend who has the same problem recommended Victoria's Secret. I am so not a girly girl, and figured I'd be miserable there. I also figured they'd have nothing but the skimpy, sexy kinda stuff. I need the industrial variety to keep these puppies on a leash! ;P Anyway, off to Vicky's I went. They had a mind-boggling selection of bras, and a very capable saleswoman who quickly measured me (clothes on, and it wasn't embarrassing), and fitted me with a bra 2 sizes smaller than what I'd been wearing. (Remember, Oprah said most women wear the wrong size bra.) I paid more for this bra than what I was used to. But let me tell you, Vicky knows her bras. It's awesome - very supportive, well-made, and did great things for my bosom. I highly recommend Victoria's Secret. You can shop their website to get an idea.
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Post by Mini Mia on Apr 7, 2009 0:42:06 GMT -6
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Post by Phalon on Apr 8, 2009 6:48:11 GMT -6
I've got a couple of Vicky's bras, Siren. I've had them for a couple of years, at least, and they've held up well....of course, that's what bras are designed to do, but I mean in the wash. I didn't buy them specifically for support - my puppies are of the chippy lap-dog breed, and only need to be kept on a short leash to reign them in.
Yes, they're more expensive, but I got tired of the short life-spandex of most other bras. Wasn't that a musical group? Spandex Brallet?
Joxie....the only thing that bra is going to support is the dentist!
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