Call me Powder

First posted on MySpace on May 3rd, 2006


I'm bummed. I found some great deals on summer shorts this weekend. I spent more money than I usually do, figuring since I've dropped a few sizes since I last bought shorts I should get some that fit.

I really hate wearing shorts. For instance when I lived in Florida I only wore shorts a dozen times or so. It's not the cellulite I mind so much.. most women have that, it's my freakish whiteness. I'm very pale and besides my ass, my thighs are the whitest part of my body.

"Just go tanning," I'm often told. Well I have, and it's a no-go. My thighs burn if they do anything at all. I've tried self tanners, also no good. My skin absorbs different amounts in different places and gets blotchy.

Anyway, so I bought some shorts in a size that I can honestly say I've never been able to buy before. That is probably the main reason I went ahead and got them. I was super geeked to be wearing such a small size for me. My disappointment came when I got home and compared my new clothes to ones I had which were two sizes larger. The waist bands looked like they were the damn size!

I put on my old shorts and yes the legs and ass were too big but the waist was about the same. So either they shrunk after being washed so many times, or the clothing industry has changed their sizing charts to make fat people feel like buying more clothes.

I glad that I can walk into most stores now and almost always find clothes that fit, but I also feel cheated since I guess I'm not as small as I thought.