Friday, October 14, 2011
A Torrid Affair
So I'm thinking since at least 2 places (no, 3 now that I think about it in a big box store) all have my top half at 18/20, I was lulled into a false sense of security that this was now my size. I spied Torrid having a 50-75% sale and knowing that I can fit comfortably into my 22/24's from there, I figured when there were a few 18/20's at great prices, I should snag them up and saved $60 on 3 items. (Actually I didn't save $60 because I wouldn't have paid full price but I digress...) The package arrived the other day and I rip open one of the shirts and I held it up and laughed and said "this will never fit." Oh, it fit. It fit my rolls like saran wrap baby. These shirts were TRUE 18/20's...which is not my true size and instead of feeling all crappy about it, I wanted to write them and thank them! THANK YOU for not treating me like some brittle esteemed d-bag that needs a particular number to feel validated. Torrid says "this is you sister, deal with it!" You know what? I am. I like not being pandered to and being slipped the red pill to show me the reality. I gots mah big girl panties on (figuratively and literally) and I'm all good. One day I'll fit into them and the victory will be that much sweeter for me!
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