Dear Clothing Manufacture People

I hate to break this to you, but fat does not equal suddenly struck blind.

When I was skinny, I did not enjoy running around in hideously colored fabrics that may or may not have been covered in questionable florals/unnatural animal prints/disgustingly cutesy baby kittens, puppies or teddy bears.

One might therefore infer that as a fat person, I might also be less than enthused when faced with a small selection of items in my size that all seem to fit the above description.

Seriously, I haven't been struck dumb. The fat cells are not going to kill my concept of bad taste. Why the hell would I want to wear something that is not only poorly shaped, but it also only comes in colors guaranteed to burn out someone's retinas?

Seriously. Omar the Tent Maker could do a better job, and he wouldn't charge half as much.

Can you tell I hate buying clothes?

Dear Clothing Manufacture People

I hate to break this to you, but fat does not equal suddenly struck blind.

When I was skinny, I did not enjoy running around in hideously colored fabrics that may or may not have been covered in questionable florals/unnatural animal prints/disgustingly cutesy baby kittens, puppies or teddy bears.

One might therefore infer that as a fat person, I might also be less than enthused when faced with a small selection of items in my size that all seem to fit the above description.

Seriously, I haven't been struck dumb. The fat cells are not going to kill my concept of bad taste. Why the hell would I want to wear something that is not only poorly shaped, but it also only comes in colors guaranteed to burn out someone's retinas?

Seriously. Omar the Tent Maker could do a better job, and he wouldn't charge half as much.

Can you tell I hate buying clothes?