One of the perks of being an actor is having many glorious day jobs ;). One of my day jobs is in a mall…which is dangerous for me…because I shop too much. Shopping has always been one of my favorite things to do. I love to walk through beautiful stores and look at the beautiful fashion, it’s like going to a museum.
Trying on clothes however, is a different story. Actually placing clothes on my body can be v v v triggering for me. CUT TO a montage of me weeping in copious dressing rooms over the years because the size 12 or 14 was still WAY too small on me. Shopping with friends even still usually includes me trying nothing on because a store doesn’t carry my size.
I was shopping in Nordstrom after a shift one day last week and I found so many amazingly adorable things that I will show you now check it out:
I then tried on a size Large dress that I thought was going to be ok. I am in no way a size Large, but this dress looked generous and you never know, right? Lol. Major wrong. My L white dream quickly turned into an XXXL nightmare. The dress was way too small.
In the past a dress this small would’ve cued a major mental breakdown and shame spiral that would’ve lasted for hours. I would’ve blamed myself for being so fat, I would’ve cursed God for making me this way, I would’ve told myself that I was so disgusting that no one would ever want me, and it would’ve gone on and on and on.
But last week instead of letting one piece of clothing make me hate myself, I laughed. It’s funny! Look at that dress it’s way too small! The dress doesn’t fit me and that’s O.K.
The next time you are in a dressing room, looking at every inch of your body under horrible lighting and something doesn’t fit, remember these words: The garment is wrong, not you. You are perfect! The dress just is the wrong size. Every single company has different fit models and therefore every brand is going to fit you differently and therefore the size on the tag means literally nothing and therefore the dress is wrong. Not. You.
You are a gorgeous and glorious ray of light from the universe who is magnificent and some fabric doesn’t change that! Look at yourself stuffed like a sausage, laugh, and move onto the next piece of clothing that does fit.
How do you handle dressing room stress? Tell me on Instagram or Facebook!
