Today I’m going to talk about butts, thighs, calves, ankles; basically the entire lower body. You know why? The majority of women have lower bodies and that means they understand the size struggle our gams face in every dressing room under every flickering, unflattering florescent light.
I don’t know if you know this but apparently people come in all different shapes, sizes, and heights. The downside of uniqueness? Not everybody can afford to have their pants custom made to fit perfectly. So we are left wading through dubious amounts of denim, trying on pants that fit over our thighs but not our butts or fit over the butt but you’re left with a waist gap (a pandemic more women face than the thigh gap). What you thought would be a quick shopping trip to update your jean collection because your thighs keep rubbing holes in the crotch of your pants (or is that just me?), ends up taking hours.
Why does it take hours? Because, unlike menswear pants where they have the waist and length measurements neatly laid out, women have to comb through sizes 00-whatever that have no correlation to your waist measurements, or sizes 24-whatever that tell you your “waist” size but not the length of the pant. I don’t know what the thought process was behind these crazy sizing schemes but I imagine it went something like, “Women are complicated, therefore they must love a complicated sizing system!”
I can honestly say there aren’t two pairs of pants in my closet that are the same size. Some of them range from size 2-8, others range from size 28-30. Sizing changes from brand to brand. I may be a size 2 at Old Navy, but I’m a size 8 at American Eagle.
That’s the size struggle. They are never the same. That’s why I’m baffled by people obsessing over reaching a size 2 or bashing someone for being a size 10. Hell, I fall into both of those categories!
So let’s stop obsessing over what “size” we are. If you feel healthy and happy in your body, that’s the only thing that matters!