|megpie71 (megpie71) wrote,|
@ 2008-05-21 13:03:00
A fat chick muses...
Went for a wander down to my local shops today. I needed a prescription filled (running out of Zoloft again) and I'd forgotten to take the script with me when I went shopping yesterday. It's a couple of blocks away up the street toward the ocean, so it's a nice easy stroll, and since today is a rather pleasant late-autumn day, I didn't need to worry about things like a brolly or a jumper. So, I picked up the script, and headed off. Twenty minutes later, I was back.
While I was there, I noticed a new sports/exercise wear shop had opened up. So I took a look at the place. Now, as anyone who's over about a size 14 will know, finding exercise wear becomes more and more difficult the larger you get (it's almost like the sports shops are listening to the propaganda which says fatties don't want to do sports, and trying to make it easier for us not to be prompted... how sweet). I sometimes dream of finding a sports bra in my size (Australian 20 E - F, or thereabouts), but I've not found one yet. As for track pants - well, I also suffer from short, so if I find something which was designed to fit around my waistline (size 20) and my hips (size 22 - 24) simultaneously, it's generally going to be waaaaaaay too long at the leg. I went into the new sports clothing store at the local shops without much optimism.
This was justified. I took a look at some women's sports tops hanging up, and glanced at one which was approximately in the middle of the size range. It was a size 6. Now, I realise in the US, this isn't tremendously outrageous. However, in Australia, the usual range for a clothing store is sizes 8 through 16. So having a size 6 in the middle of the range implied the small end was for very small women indeed. Given the top end of the range was a size 12, I decided to head on out of there. It was pretty clear if I'd asked the nice assistant whether they had anything for a size 22 bust, I'd either be given this immensely pitying look (the one that says "I didn't know people existed who fitted those sizes, oh you poor darling") or the immensely scornful one (that says "what the hell are you doing in here, fatty! Get out! before my real customers think you might want something") and told "oh, I'm sorry, we don't go to that size here".
Yeah, they don't go to my size there. They don't go to my size elsewhere, either. It doesn't matter where I shop for sportswear - whether it be a small store like that one, or one of the big warehouse types, they won't have anything in a size larger than about size 16 Australian. Which ordinarily wouldn't affect me too much. However, when one is being put down for *not* doing exercise ("how can you be so lazy?") as well as being put down if one tries to exercise without the proper gear ("oh my god, why aren't you wearing a sports bra?") it gets just a little frustrating to receive such a clear demonstration of the truth of "damned if you do, damned if you don't".
Anyway, on to more interesting topics: has anyone reading this had a glance at the "Bleach" manga? It's next up on my Madman wishlist, and while it looks interesting enough, I'd appreciate knowing whether it's worth spending the money on.