I remember as a young girl hating to go shopping. I was a fat kid and a relatively small town. Mind you, this was long before Lane Bryant, Torrid, The Avenue or anything like them existed on the West coast, if at all. There was no hopping on the internet and having the latest fashions shipped to you in two days time. In fact, it often took several weeks when ordering from a catalog, assuming there was anything that I liked. Shopping was a chore. It was a time that I was reminded that my body was broken and that I must be immoral, lazy, and cheating on my diet, because if I wasn't then I should have been able to shop in the "right" section. But I couldn't. When I was a little kid, I was wearing teen sizes. When I was a teen, I was wearing larger women's sizes. In 1989, when Guess jeans, Vuarnet tank tops and Keds were in style, I was wearing Sears women's jeans, men's cut Vuarnet shirts and knock-off Keds from the K-mart. It was fin...
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