Clothing Options Are Scarce

Yesterday, in my attempt to make a hasty exit from California, I had a bit of a wardrobe malfunction with my denim shorts, and...long story short...I popped off 3 teeth of the zipper, thereby ruining them.

Awesome!  I got to drive from California to Salt Lake City with my shorts unzipped (not so bad in the car, but I had to get creative when I got out of the car to get gas or food).  In addition, all my clothes are packed, leaving me now with only one pair of pants for the drive.  Even the neatest person would have trouble keeping the same pair of pants clean for an entire week, and I have never claimed to be the neatest person! 

So, today, while on our 2 day break in SLC with Ben's family, Ben and I headed to Target to try to replace the shorts.  Now, I love Target - it's one of my favorite stores, it has everything, and I'm in there at least once a week (and that's a slow week).  But, after today, I'm completely frustrated with the clothing options for women who happen to be bigger than a size 14.

I will under no circumstances reveal my current clothing size, but I will say I haven't been a size 14 since my senior year of high school.  So, naturally, I gravitate towards the "Womens Plus" section of the store. 

I don't consider myself a terribly picky person when it comes to clothes.  I know what I like, I definitely know what I don't like, and I most often choose function and comfort over fashion.  But, I know selection (or lack of) when I see it, and the selection of plus size clothing at Target was pathetic!  Not only where there practically no shorts/pants except for sweats and gaucho pants, but the one rack that had shorts on it was half regular sizes and half plus sizes - wow, way to make me feel like crap, Target!

Another long story short, nothing I tried on was quite right.  Either the shorts were too short (I like capris or Bermuda shorts the best), or they were too tight, or they just looked dumpy.  So, after I had a quick cry in the fitting room (or as I like to call it "my personal hell") while next door a kid was giving his mom "2 thumbs down" on her potential clothing purchase because she hadn't let him take home a toy that he wanted, I emerged wanting nothing more than to crawl into a hole, or better yet, rewind to yesterday morning when I broke my stupid zipper, so that I wouldn't have to deal with replacing my favorite pair of shorts!

Today is just another reminder that being over weight is not fun.  I swear, stores make it downright difficult to find clothing that is stylish without looking dumpy, or worse, cause people to say "she shouldn't be wearing that" when they see you coming. 

I know that there are stores that have a good plus size selection, but you usually have to pay out the nose for most of it, or you have to go out of your way in search of one of the magical stores that caters to plus size women. 

My point (though it sounds more like a complaint) is that there is no convenience factor in searching for clothing for girls like me with too much junk in the trunk.