This weekend I was told a story which, although Iām kind of ashamed to admit it, because holy shit is it ever obvious, is kind of blowing my mind.
A friend of a friend won a free consultation with Clinton Kelly of What Not To Wear, and she was very excited, because she has a plus-size body, and wanted some tips on how to make the most of her wardrobe in a fashion culture which deliberately puts her body at a disadvantage.
Her first question for him was this: how do celebrities make a plain white t-shirt and a pair of weekend jeans look chic?Ā She always assumed it was because so many celebrities have, by nature or by design, very slender frames, and because they can afford very expensive clothing.Ā But when she watched What Not To Wear, she noticed that women of all sizes ended up in cute clothes that really fit their bodies and looked great.Ā She had tried to apply some guidelines from the show into her own wardrobe, but with only mixed success.Ā So - what gives?
His answer was that everything you will ever see on a celebrityās body, including their outfits when theyāre out and about and they just get caught by a paparazzo, has been tailored, and the same goes for everything on What Not To Wear.Ā Jeans, blazers, dresses - everything right down to plain t-shirts and camisoles.Ā He pointed out that historically, up until the last few generations, the vast majority of people either made their own clothing or had their clothing made by tailors and seamstresses.Ā You had your clothing made to accommodate the measurements of your individual body, and then you moved the fuck on.Ā Nothing on the show or in People magazine is off the rack and unaltered.Ā He said that what they do is ignore the actual size numbers on the tags, find something that fits an individualās widest place, and then have it completely altered to fit.Ā Thatās how celebrities have jeans that magically fit them all over, and the rest of us chumps canāt ever find a pair that doesnāt gape here or ride up or slouch down or have about four yards of extra fabric here and there.
I knew that having dresses and blazers altered was probably something they were doing, but to me, having alterations done generally means having my jeans hemmed and then simply living with the fact that I will always be adjusting my clothing while Iām wearing it because I have curves from here to ya-ya, some things donāt fit right, and the world is just unfair that way.Ā I didnāt think that having everything tailored was something that people did.Ā
Itās so obvious, I canāt believe I didnāt know this.Ā But no one ever told me.Ā I was told about bikini season and dieting and targeting your āproblem areasā and avoiding horizontal stripes.Ā No one told me that Jennifer Aniston is out there wearing a bigger size of Ralph Lauren t-shirt and having it altered to fit her.
I sat there after I was told this story, and I really thought about how hard I have worked not to care about the number or the letter on the tag of my clothes, how hard I have tried to just love my body the way it is, and where Iāve succeeded and failed.Ā I thought about all the times Iāve stood in a fitting room and stared up at the lights and bit my lip so hard it bled, just to keep myself from crying about how nothing fits the way itās supposed to.Ā No one told me that it wasnāt supposed to.Ā I guess I just didnāt know.Ā I was too busy thinking that I was the one that didnāt fit.
I thought about that, and about all the other girls and women out there whose proportions are āwrong,ā who canāt find a good pair of work trousers, who canāt fill a sweater, who feel excluded and freakish and sad and frustrated because they have to go up a size, when really the size doesnāt mean anything and it never, ever did, and this is just another bullshit thing thrown in your path to make you feel shitty about yourself.
I thought about all of that, and then I thought that in elementary school, there should be a class for girls where they sit you down and tell you this stuff before you waste years of your life feeling like someone put you together wrong.
So, I have to take that and sit with it for a while.Ā But in the meantime, I thought perhaps I should post this, because maybe my friend, her friend, and I are the only clueless people who did not realise this, but maybe weāre not.Ā Maybe some of you have tried to embrace the arbitrary size you are, but still couldnāt find a cute pair of jeans, and didnāt know why.
This post is one of those things that I will reblog every time it appears on my dash.Ā This is so important, and no one ever tells you about it.
I almost didnāt read this but then I did and Iām really glad that I did.
Super important
I wish someone had told me this when I was a 4th grader crying in the dressing room because I had to wear āmissesā aka adults clothing.
What especially blows my mind about this is how quickly people accepted our current big box cookie cutter clothing in department stores as ājust the way clothes are.ā Like I fairly frequently get anons yelling at me for daring to complain about plus size clothing options, who will assert to me that itās my fault my body doesnāt fit in most clothing at mainstream stores, who believe without a hint of irony that fat bodies are freakish outliers and that the clothing available now is the same clothing thatās always been available. Capitalism and fatphobia combine to create a widespread collective amnesia about āthe way things are and have always been.ā Itās horrifyingly impressive.
