August 25, 2010
On My Soapbox: Shopping Frustration
I went clothes shopping with my friend CT tonight. She was sweet... and brave... to ask me to join her. You see... I am not a shopper. In general, unless it's scrapbooking supplies, I'm a get-in-get-out kind of girl. Or, better yet, online or catalog shopping. That's my true preference. But every once in a while, I like to get out to a store I haven't been to in a while, and browse. I have to be in the right frame of mind, of course, so apparently the stars were aligned just-so when my friend asked if I'd like to tag along tonight.
I'm experimenting with some "perspective shifting", and it worked well while I was shopping and I actually came home with several items of clothing, so BONUS!
But here is my frustration and one of the MAIN reasons why I detest clothes shopping.
A size should be a size should be a size. What I mean by that is... if you wear a size 10 (which I don't), you should be able to go into ANY store and pick up a size 10 pair of jeans and believe that they will more or less FIT. Now, I'm much larger than a size 10, but I'm picking that number as a size to talk about. Perhaps those of you out there who are a size 10 can tell me differently... perhaps when you are a "littler person", unlike myself, you actually CAN go into any store and a size 10 will fit. But it's absolutely not true for bigger sizes.
I just bought my size of pants, recently, from a "sister store" to the one I went to tonight... but from a catalog. I wear them to work. They fit. They are "my size". So, I waltz into this store tonight and thought... let's check out a pair or two of jeans. The salesperson says to me, "these run a little small..." but I pick up "my size" anyway just to see what that means.
I couldn't barely get them up thighs! "a little small?" What's up with that? No wonder I get depressed shopping if I can go for store to store and have to keep increasing my size. Seriously, these were not a little small. In order to get these jeans to fit me, I swear I would have had to go up at least TWO sizes.
No way was I going to do that (I have enough issues with my current size), so back to the floor I went and picked out a nice pair of oversized, light-weight, comfy...... pajamas!
I wandered around a little more. Found a couple more shirts to try on... liked them. Score for me. But, get this... some that fit were "my size" and others... yep, I had to go up a size or two, depending on how you look at it. Let me 'splain... these shirts were "two" sizes per shirt... so for example, it would be a choice between a shirt sized 8/10 or a shirt sized 12/14. If you're a size 10... that 8/10 might be a little snug. But that 12/14 might be too big.
You can't win!
Aside from the random sizing frustration... and seriously, what's the point of having something labeled a certain size if it doesn't physically compare to the size on the label of an item of clothing right next to it... we both had a good night and went home with new duds.
Thanks for inviting me CT!! We'll do it again sometime, right?
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