Showing posts with label clothes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clothes. Show all posts

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Segregation

This is everywhere, age segregation in school, gender segregation in bathrooms, I can't be bothered to think of more. Some of these are good things (like public bathrooms) some could be argued either way (like school), however the one I will have a rant about today is clothes.

When one goes shopping for clothes at a large shops like Target or Big W, the clothes are segregated by fat and thin people. If you are size 16 or lower, you may not have realized this but the 18+ clothes are in a section all by themselves. It is like saying to people "Fat people are over here, they need fat people clothes." Now I am aware that this is probably not the intent, but that is how it feels.

When looking around in the "Fat People Section" compared to the "skinny People Section" You notice a definite change in style as well. I am very aware that clothes that look good on skinny people do not look good on fat people, but that is for the person to decide. To be totally honest some clothes don't even look that attractive on thin people.

When one shops in an actual clothes store, the whole shop is either skinny or fat. The clothing options and even underwear options open to you is completely different and further labels you as fat or thin.

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Clothes

Those of you who have known me for a while know that I prefer jeans and a polo shirt as general wear. This is because they are comfortable, and practical, and it usually doesn't matter then if a horse wipes black make up all over it. Black horse make up does not, apparently, wash out. Ever.

This style is fine for house and farm etc. but on the occasions when I am going somewhere like... the shops, or a restaurant, or in fact anywhere not associated with horse muck or water, it is considered normal to wear clothes that do not have unnecessary speed holes in them.

I do not like "posh" clothes much, they are not terribly comfortable and, people used to comment every single time I wore a skirt. Heather, my sister, said I just needed to practice wearing nice clothes at home. This goes against everything I was brought up to understand, good clothes are for special occasions. Unfortunately the 2 or 3 times a year, that said special occasions occurred I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't sit still. Also I attracted undue attention from the people who know what I usually wear.

Since Heather gave me the advice to practice, I have started wearing shirts that require ironing, jeans that are not stained with dirt from the puppy jumping on me, shoes that retain some of their original colour and hair done up other then a pony tail. The advantage of moving to another state is that nobody comments when I wear nicer clothes then I would normally wear.