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Plus Size Trauma
Sep. 21st, 2015 10:59 amPlus Size Trauma
Character: Dana Heart (Original Character)
Word Count: 237
Rating: G
Stop Challenge 9/21/15
Dana was excited to get some new clothes for the fall season. That was until she walked into the store and everything was dark and drab and baggy. She sighed as the excitement left her.
It wasn’t fair. Just because she wasn’t a size two that didn’t mean she deserved to be dressed in the most hideous clothes that could be made. What did she expect? It happened every time she went clothes shopping.
Granted, it wasn’t polyester and elastic waistbands like it was in her mother’s day but plus sized clothes were still horrible. The colors were unflattering and the cuts made women look even bigger than they were.
Her skinny friends told her she should just lose weight. She didn’t have the heart to tell them that what they wore wasn’t much better. Maybe she should. It may open their eyes to how women are told what beautiful is by the fashion industry.
She looked around one more time before she ventured into the various racks to find something that she could stand to wear to work. She headed to the black slacks and went from there. By the time she had left the store she had spent too much money on things that didn’t really excite her.
It made her wish she had taken that sewing class at the community college instead of the cooking class. Maybe next semester she would take that class.
Character: Dana Heart (Original Character)
Word Count: 237
Rating: G
Stop Challenge 9/21/15
Dana was excited to get some new clothes for the fall season. That was until she walked into the store and everything was dark and drab and baggy. She sighed as the excitement left her.
It wasn’t fair. Just because she wasn’t a size two that didn’t mean she deserved to be dressed in the most hideous clothes that could be made. What did she expect? It happened every time she went clothes shopping.
Granted, it wasn’t polyester and elastic waistbands like it was in her mother’s day but plus sized clothes were still horrible. The colors were unflattering and the cuts made women look even bigger than they were.
Her skinny friends told her she should just lose weight. She didn’t have the heart to tell them that what they wore wasn’t much better. Maybe she should. It may open their eyes to how women are told what beautiful is by the fashion industry.
She looked around one more time before she ventured into the various racks to find something that she could stand to wear to work. She headed to the black slacks and went from there. By the time she had left the store she had spent too much money on things that didn’t really excite her.
It made her wish she had taken that sewing class at the community college instead of the cooking class. Maybe next semester she would take that class.