Ban multiple mirrors in changing rooms
I've been shopping. I am now, officially, the woman with an undulating back. Yes, I am tubby, but I know I am and have, to some extent, come to terms with it, so when I go shopping for clothes it is with the knowledge that size 12 doesn't do it for me. The first hit to my body image came when I tried on a size 16 dress, it fitted like a glove, eventually. I had thought that it might be slightly figure hugging, hence the 16 rather than the 14, but not that it would resemble a body condom. My instant reaction was that 1) I was not going on holiday 2) I was going home, luckily then came 3) Look at the label, it was a 10. A cheer resounded from my cubicle, I was positively sylph-like, to have got into a size 10, okay so it looked absolutely terrible but, it had gone over my hips without tearing. No, I didn't buy it, but with renewed optimism I continued shopping. The joie de vivre carried me onwards until John Lewis. Oozing confidence I gathered floaty tops in my arms and entered the changing room. Security, doors, not unpredictable curtains, but a lockable door protected me from prying eyes as I undressed, I looked up and was face to face with Michelin woman. There she stooped, massive bum, rolls of fat, orange peel thighs, I'd seen all that before but never a panoramic view, I didn't know I had a roll of fat on my back. It's not huge, but it's there, and I hate it. I was surrounded by mirrors, whichever way I looked I could see from angles that I had never been unlucky to view myself from before. My body image plummeted to an all time low, I dressed, pulled myself up to my full 5ft 2+ , left the shop and drove home. I am currently attempting to join a closed religious order, preferably one that still wears floor length habits.
If you consider the above to be extreme please bear in mind that in 2 weeks and 4 days I am going on holiday with my sister. Facially we are very similar. However the similarity ends there. She is 1" shorter than me but weighs at least 2 stone less. Her boobs are self-supporting, her stomach is flat, her thighs don't rub together when she walks and most importantly, she hasn't got an undulating back!
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(8.7.04 00:29) I don't know why shops insist on lighting you from above and putting house of mirror type mirrors in their changing rooms. I have never met a woman yet who doesn't feel utterly disgusting after they have been in such a changing room. John Lewis seem to be the worst. It was after trying on a bikini in John Lewis that I decided I should never put my body on show again! By the way, I have celullite on my thighs, bum and stomach. Last night I burnt (melted) my flabby apron tummy on the cooker. I can pinch at least two inches on my back and I have a photo to prove it! If I weighed 2 stone less than you, you would have to weigh 11 stone and I don't think you do. I refuse to believe that you look as bad as you describe and absolutely insist that you go back out shopping at your earliest convenience. If you don't I will come over and take you myself! Maybe that's what is called for here. A girlie shopping trip. Sounds fun to me! |
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(9.7.04 10:23) heh sisters lol |
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(9.7.04 10:29) I know how you feel though, shopping for clothes is on my least favorate to do list. that place sounds like a nightmare of biblical proportions, glad we don't have that store here, though I do remember a jeans shop that had a communal change room with one huge wall of mirror....ugh..I was 17 then and hated it LOL the roll on my back is now bigger.... |
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(9.7.04 19:28) morethanluck - I'm with you on communal changing rooms, not only are there lots of mirrors but there are other people watching your fat escape. |