For some time now, there is this endless discussions regarding sizes, plus sizes, and (non-existent) undersizes. Suddenly kids sizes are touted as desirable for adult women, voluptuous women claim the term ‘curvy’ theirs and couturiers discover the ‘normal’ woman.
And what about myself? My hip is a passable size 18 (US 16), my waist preferred size 20 (US 18), so I always have the choice between flapping on the butt or pinching the stomach. My boobs do not fit those sizes. Ican decide between tent or what I call ‘the Pamela Anderson effect’. Neither one is really my preference.
Which takes us back to the actual topic: The Plus Sizes. (What an ugly term)
I’d like to go to a store and find something I like for both, my upper and lower my body part. And above all, I would like the same clothes to choose from as my slimmer and more voluptuous girlfriends.
Therefore, I betake me to look for shops where I will find that.
Out and about in service of the Curves Crown
From time to time I’ll go on a hunt for us and share my experiences with you.
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