I decided to buy myself a sewing machine and learn to sew. Basics were best. Straight skirts and unstructured jackets. This endeavor took much time and determination, but I did it, and did it well, thanks to many friends who were experts. I was able to stay alive in the fashion world as a big girl. I could buy fabrics of my choice in the color and texture I desired. I really kept myself looking great. I even learned to make clothing for weddings, I was a smash! This worked for many years until I finally got tired and feelings of resentment started to creep into my being.
I had over the years made myself believe all of the hype of the big world. "Thin is in but fats were it at", "Nobody wants a bone but a dog", etc. I subconsciously realized this was not working because I was starting to really be affected by the resentment toward the skinny world, who designed all the fashion of the world and who saw fit to leave me out by making the most fashionable clothing up to size 12-14, on rare occasions 16-18.
How dare they? What could I do?
How dare they? What could I do?
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