I ended up going to the mall today to look for some nice, dressy clothing and I left feeling overwhelmed and empty handed. My first stop was at Dillard's but lo and behold, they were closed! Who would have guessed that they opened at 12am on Sunday? Do all the employees go to church or something? Anyways, my next destination was JC Penny and immediately I headed towards the suits. Right as I got to them, a sales associate asked me if I needed any help, which made me uncomfortable (I hate it when they hound me!). I replied, "no" with a slight shake in my voice and I continued on.
I was so overwhelmed by the sea of suits... there had to be easily over 200 all lined up next to each other. So I felt the arms and shoulders of a few of them and they felt silky (very thin) and "cheap" immediately came to my mind. I then examined a tag and I was baffled. "48R, 48L, etc." and I thought what the hell does that mean? I'm used to small, medium, and large, and for pants size x length. I went looking for a medium and a smaller number, but I wasn't able to do so. But instead of walking out of the store dumbfounded, I decided to move onward and check out the sweaters.
I remembered a female member on here posting how she loved the look of a guy wearing a long sleeve dress shirt, sweater, and tie, so that wardrobe sunk into my mind. I found a few sweaters with various patterns and colors. Some were just solid colors - blue, light blue, creme and the others had patterns- squares, diamonds, and that sort of thing. But one thing they had in common was... none of them were in my size! Now, I'm not super tall, super short, super fat, or super skinny. I am 5'7", 175lbs, and I have a 36" waist. The smallest of these sweaters was a medium and when I tried it on, I felt like a midget. The arms were way too long and I ended up looking like "Rip Van Wrinkle" (pictured below):
Was it too much to ask to find a sweater that fit me? I guess so, but that wasn't the worst of it. I then proceeded to look at dress shirts and I became very annoyed when I found out that they were all wrapped in plastic! I examined the shirt, trying to find a way to open it without damaging the casing and to no avail, it was impenetrable. I then walked out of the store as quickly as I could, feeling sad, frustrated, overwhelmed, and like a loser.
But I didn't give up... my next trip was to Macy's. Immediately upon entering the store, I noticed the glossy white tile which gleamed under the bright lights. I felt uneasy in such a luxurious place. But I carried on and headed towards the suits and I scanned the area for a sales associate. I then saw a man in a suit and I thought "oh my god, he is gonna bug me." So I turned back towards the exit, and I heard a woman say, "that suit looks good on you, it makes you look thin." I breathed a sigh of relief as I realized it was just a man shopping with his wife or a man being forced to go shopping with his wife lol. I then stepped in the suit section and hidden behind the wall of suits was a sales associate! He didn't see me though and I moved my ass out of there. I already felt uneasy about shopping and trying on fancy clothes and I knew I would feel a lot more uncomfortable if I had a sales associate all on me, asking me questions, staring at me, and trying to pressure me into a sale.
I was so overwhelmed by the sea of suits... there had to be easily over 200 all lined up next to each other. So I felt the arms and shoulders of a few of them and they felt silky (very thin) and "cheap" immediately came to my mind. I then examined a tag and I was baffled. "48R, 48L, etc." and I thought what the hell does that mean? I'm used to small, medium, and large, and for pants size x length. I went looking for a medium and a smaller number, but I wasn't able to do so. But instead of walking out of the store dumbfounded, I decided to move onward and check out the sweaters.
I remembered a female member on here posting how she loved the look of a guy wearing a long sleeve dress shirt, sweater, and tie, so that wardrobe sunk into my mind. I found a few sweaters with various patterns and colors. Some were just solid colors - blue, light blue, creme and the others had patterns- squares, diamonds, and that sort of thing. But one thing they had in common was... none of them were in my size! Now, I'm not super tall, super short, super fat, or super skinny. I am 5'7", 175lbs, and I have a 36" waist. The smallest of these sweaters was a medium and when I tried it on, I felt like a midget. The arms were way too long and I ended up looking like "Rip Van Wrinkle" (pictured below):
Was it too much to ask to find a sweater that fit me? I guess so, but that wasn't the worst of it. I then proceeded to look at dress shirts and I became very annoyed when I found out that they were all wrapped in plastic! I examined the shirt, trying to find a way to open it without damaging the casing and to no avail, it was impenetrable. I then walked out of the store as quickly as I could, feeling sad, frustrated, overwhelmed, and like a loser.
But I didn't give up... my next trip was to Macy's. Immediately upon entering the store, I noticed the glossy white tile which gleamed under the bright lights. I felt uneasy in such a luxurious place. But I carried on and headed towards the suits and I scanned the area for a sales associate. I then saw a man in a suit and I thought "oh my god, he is gonna bug me." So I turned back towards the exit, and I heard a woman say, "that suit looks good on you, it makes you look thin." I breathed a sigh of relief as I realized it was just a man shopping with his wife or a man being forced to go shopping with his wife lol. I then stepped in the suit section and hidden behind the wall of suits was a sales associate! He didn't see me though and I moved my ass out of there. I already felt uneasy about shopping and trying on fancy clothes and I knew I would feel a lot more uncomfortable if I had a sales associate all on me, asking me questions, staring at me, and trying to pressure me into a sale.