Fitting into a dress should not require decided between having the money to add less than an inch of fabric and not eating for two weeks
I was at a wedding yesterday. Very cute wedding. Wonderful cousin getting married. Beautiful service. Amazing outfits. Humorous minister presiding. I noticed throughout the post-ceremony chattering though that my cousin kept adjusting and shifting in her gorgeous dress. Come to find out it was a tiny bit tight. She had bought it over a year ago when she was having much digestion trouble and had lost buckets of illness-related weight. Since then she has improved and has become an avid runner. She runs 5 days a week. Yet even that was not enough to keep the dress perfectly fit I guess. Unless she was willing to pay more to have the dress let out about 1/4 or 1/2 an inch she would just have to Fit Herself into the gown. So for the last 2 weeks? My cousin has not really eaten. (Or consequently really slept). And still the dress looked like it felt pretty uncomfortable. My religious Aunt, on discussing these events and relaying the information that my ordained minister of a cousin had pretty much just Not Eaten for over 14 days said “Bless her heart”. And I could only just hold back how really freaking sad that makes me. That you would bless anyone for choosing to NOT EAT just to fit into a piece of cloth. Makes me so frustrated and sad. Here’s her Headless Thin-y picture on the right. And I know part of what my Aunt was “blessing” was not so much my cousin’s Noble Choice to Starve, but the fact that she chose that over trying to come up with the money it would have required to add one simple 1/2 inch of fabric to the back of the dress (granted, being a sewing aficionado myself I know it isn’t actually “Easy Peasy” but still, simpler than the exorbitant cost would warrant).
Tights: We Love Colors. Shoes: Target. Dress: Etsy.
When I told the hubby about all of this he just shook his head and said, “Guys have it so much easier!” Yeah. Tell me about it!
On the less sad and actually much more fun note I wore a fantastic ensemble of bright colors, comfy fabrics and a new pair of red plaid shoes (yes, the only “fun” shoes I’ve ever bought in my life).
Yes, I DID wear bright orange tights and red plaid and brown all together and it felt awesome, fun and finally comfortable at a wedding in a way I’ve not really been for as long as I can think of. I’ve always thought of weddings as yet another opportunity to be told how great I could look IF I would only lose some weight. Well you know what? I look pretty smashing just as is, thanks very much. And no amount of heart “blessing” will get me to alter my size just so I fit into clothing. Ever again.
What a crazy world that women find themselves caught trying to choose between fitting clothing to their bodies or fitting their bodies to the clothing in order to afford the clothing they desire.