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Ugh! I’m in my own house for the first time in over a week and so I thought, you know, all my stuff is here, I could sew a thing. I’ve been wanting to make myself more t-shirt-dresses and the like. And I just did a quick perusal of some pattern ideas, and I’m just– overwhelmed with the fact that literally everything I saw was designed for maybe a 38-inch bust, maximum. I would have to reengineer every single “easy quick!” pattern idea, and I’m just not all that skilled, and I just don’t want to think that hard.
I just. I just get tired. Of there being so much of me, I guess, or just. I don’t know. Ugh. Ugh!
Why is the entire Internet of people who sew and talk about fashion made up of miniature people. I don’t feel that enormous most of the time, but then. I guess. I guess I am. I’m an enormous person. And almost nobody makes clothes that fit me. And that’s fine, that’s why I started sewing in the first place. But every single thing I make is pieced together out of smaller things and eventually I start to feel ridiculous that it takes me two shirts to make one, etcetera. I am so enormous. Which should be a value-neutral thing because it just is, but there I am.
My mother would say to me, “start dieting then!” Thanks mom. That’s been useful my entire life.
Ugh! I’m in my own house for the first time in over a week and so I thought, you know, all my stuff is here, I could sew a thing. I’ve been wanting to make myself more t-shirt-dresses and the like. And I just did a quick perusal of some pattern ideas, and I’m just– overwhelmed with the fact that literally everything I saw was designed for maybe a 38-inch bust, maximum. I would have to reengineer every single “easy quick!” pattern idea, and I’m just not all that skilled, and I just don’t want to think that hard.
I just. I just get tired. Of there being so much of me, I guess, or just. I don’t know. Ugh. Ugh!
Why is the entire Internet of people who sew and talk about fashion made up of miniature people. I don’t feel that enormous most of the time, but then. I guess. I guess I am. I’m an enormous person. And almost nobody makes clothes that fit me. And that’s fine, that’s why I started sewing in the first place. But every single thing I make is pieced together out of smaller things and eventually I start to feel ridiculous that it takes me two shirts to make one, etcetera. I am so enormous. Which should be a value-neutral thing because it just is, but there I am.
My mother would say to me, “start dieting then!” Thanks mom. That’s been useful my entire life.
