Size Inclusivity: The Myth
High street brands across the globe preach size inclusivity, yet when it comes to it, the only thing available for my voluptuous curves, cascading rolls and wobbly thighs is a dark coloured, disappointment of a frock discarded to the very back of the shop.
I absolutely hate those "plus-size" sections in a store; the walk of shame as you ascend to the second floor, fighting through the snot and tear filled children's section, passing the public loos, wading through homeware, until you finally reach the few clothing rails we are allocated as a woman who is just a little more likely to demolish the whole sharer bag of quavers than the size 4 downstairs.
So I have a couple of questions:
1) Why does there have to be a separate clothing range for "plus-size" women? Why not make the little leopard print number all the way up to a size 28 instead of only offering its elasticated sister once you're bigger than a size 12? It's a little patronising to assume fat people are incapable of using zips!
2) Why do we need separate railing space? Does it offend some of you to see a size 18 t-shirt inches away from a size 8? Does it put you off buying that dress at the prospect of someone fatter than you also owning it? It just makes no sense to me.
It's hard enough living in a world, where people of a larger size are constantly marginalised in the media, so it is not needed in our high street shops too. Make the effort to actually be inclusive instead of just jumping on the band wagon with next to no effort as a way to save face and look all hunky dory.
It's not hunky fucking dory. Do better.
(Not my illustration - taken from Pinterest)