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Embrace Your Curves



There is this myth that keeps doing the rounds - women who are padded do not make good business choices. But this is just that isn’t it, a myth. The fact of the matter is that women are not only good at balancing the beam at home but at the office too. The concept that a plus sized individual cannot handle this because she is um… plump just does not cut it. What gives I wonder that makes many believe this falsehood. Let us demystify this constant dribble that a person who is heavier has to work extra hard. Is this right, or is it? Darn it, it really doesn’t say much for us plus sized many does it?

Another problem is shopping for clothes. When we visit a clothing house, the pretty stuff is always allotted for the size zeros or the ones slightly above that range. Anyone who is a size 12 and above is considered to be ‘not with it’ and the range of colors on offer are black, dark blue, grey, beige, or anything that spells boring. The only choice that most plus sized people have therefore is to deal with it, and buy the stuff (or not). If some choose to brave the sniggers and opt for something a trifle loud (read red, pink, green, pastel, etc…etc) from another store, they are automatically branded as fashion faux pas disasters. I am certainly not ridiculing the clothing stores that sport ensembles that grace the curves of the plus sized crowd. There are a couple of them around somewhere. The problem here is that we have to look for them with a microscope!

So someone has heavier hips, someone has a big bosom, someone has a tummy, someone has big arms, some have heavy thighs, but the point here is that even though there are many who are this way, it doesn’t mean that they cannot look nice. In fact, when you look at the pleasantly plump people around, you will notice that they are always happy. Until of course they get the cold shoulder from the many who deign to wave their wands and declare them misfits. The point here is simple really, one should never write off someone just because the person has extra padding on him or her. Let’s cut each other some slack shall we?


XoXo me dahlings

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