I used to be really particular about how long my dresses were. I’m 5’8″ (and a 1/2!), and most dresses are slightly shorter than they’re intended when hanging on my body. It used to really worry me that someone may catch a glimpse of my tush, and part of me was even a little bit worried about making people uncomfortable with so much of my legs exposed. Even in the heat of summer, I would be putting other people’s comfort above my own.
I think there are a lot of reasons we do this as fat people, and as fat women especially. There’s an entire diet industry built around wanting fat people to shrink themselves, and we see that in our daily lives as well. Recently, I went to eat with my mom at a local restaurant, and we were seated in a booth that looked like some weird attempt at throwing a kids table into the corner of the dining area. I didn’t even try to sit in it before I asked the server if we could have another larger booth. Not long ago, I would have sat through a very uncomfortable dinner just so that I didn’t have to put the server through the “trouble” of moving me to a more accommodating seat. I won’t be made to be uncomfortable any more just because the world wants me to shrink.
And that also means, I get to wear super tight, super short dresses if I want to! So someone may be exposed to my cellulite, or god forbid, I don’t wear a bra and the ever elusive woman nipple makes an appearance. I just don’t fucking care because damn it, it is not my job to make the rest of the world comfortable with my existence. I want to feel at home in my body. My dresses may be short, but my hopes are high.
Dress- Boohoo clothing (tip: I am a size 24 and regularly order size 20US from them. This dress is an 18US. their knit dresses are very accommodating and run large, and their “oversized” stuff is truly very big!)
Handbag- Patricia Nash
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