No fanfare, no flashing lights, no party, just a single cupcake to acknowledge the fact that Fat Girls Like Nice Clothes Too is ten today. Ten years ago today I decided to start a blog simply because the type of blog I wanted to read didn’t exist already so I thought I’d create it myself. Its been a fabulous ride and I have met some great people (I love meeting bloggers, its like the computer has come to life), bagged oodles of free clothes and attended some fab events. I even became a paid and published writer which is something I never envisaged. I’ve been on the telly, in magazines and newspapers and at times it has all been quite surreal. Over the past few years this blog has gathered a lot of dust but I don’t think I’m ready to pull the plug and shut up shop just yet. Its kind of like having a trusted old friend who you don’t see often but its great when you do get together and catch up. Others may not consider them to be the coolest, but their value is greater than gold.
This blog also serves as a reminder to me about the 9/11 attacks. At the time of starting the site I hesitated. I wondered if it would be wise to start something like this on the anniversary of of such a major tragedy. Maybe I should wait until the 12th- or next week I thought. After much contemplation I went ahead. 9/11 was, and still is a stark reminder to me of the fragility of life. How precious and fleeting we are and how easy it is to talk ourselves out of our dreams as we focus on the potential pitfalls and not the opportunities that may lie ahead. If you have something you want to do or achieve just go head and do it without delay. You may never get another chance.
Lastly I want to thank you all for visiting. Whether you have passed by once or 248 times- thank you. I see you and I appreciate you.
I ordered several in sizes 18-22 and had to send them all back to the supplier. Yup, every last one. Reason- extremely poor fit and they were badly made. I was SO ANNOYED. I saw these dresses at Moda in February and I was ecstatic to find bright, unique plus size dresses that I ordered two styles on the spot. The company I bought them from (who shall remain nameless) has been in business for many years and have recently started this new line of retro inspired dresses. I thought- hooray! I’ve not seen them anywhere else and they will look fab on the body. The range of fabrics was splendid too. I eagerly awaited their arrival like a child waiting for Christmas morning and I was sorely disappointed. The dress below is apparently a size 22 and it just about fits my size 18 mannequin. Not only that, look at the gaping bust. I tried it on a friend and a good 3 inches of her bra was left exposed at the sides.
Here is the Darlene Dress from belovedendeaour.com. This is how a good fitting armhole is supposed to look. It’s a size 18 dress on the same size 18 mannequin. If you visit the website you can see how well it fits my model. If you need further proof please see my previous post where the same dress is modelled by Hanna.
Look at this dress below. Do you see any proper bust shaping? Does this dress look like it could contain size 22 breasts? It’s as flat as a pancake. I’m not even going to mention the stripe imbalance.
Other quality control crimes…
I have waited until I’ve received my refund before writing this post in case the company in question try any funny business. It’s another example of people trying to cash in on the fat pound without actually trying to make clothes that fit. How many times do you hear that you cannot just size up from a size 10 to a 22 and expect everything to work. If you are going to develop a plus size line you MUST cut the initial pattern to fit a plus body otherwise it JUST WON’T WORK. It’s sad because you all responded so well to the pictues when I posted them and I was confident that I had found a great new supplier that I could keep going back to. They were even willing to develop sizes 24 and 26 for me but if you can’t even get a size 18 right how are you going to perfect a 26? All this during the week that this article appeared on Refinery 29 where a blogger compares her experience of shopping for a plus size bikini in s straight size store and shopping for one from Swimsuits For All that are cut for a curvy figure. Fit is too important for retailers/ manufacturers to get it so consistently wrong. If you really are so unconcerned with creating clothes that fit your customers then just don’t bother having the line. If your primary goal is to make clothes as quickly as possible without any consideration for quality of manufacture then shut up shop. We can do without your insults and will take our money elsewhere.
I like this meme….
…… because it pretty much sums up my relationship with H&M. I know it’s a bit repetitive as I’ve said it before on here and on various social media platforms, but the plus section in H&M consistently looks like a regurgitated dogs dinner. Despite this being my thought for over 12 years I keep going in there whenever I visit Intu Merry Hill and each time I see that pathetic looking collection of clothing in the dingy space under the escalators, I give it a quick once over, shake my head and tootle on over to Simply Be. Yep, H&M still aint sh…
Now it’s not that everything in the range is always terrible. Not everything and not always. As the saying goes, even a broken clock is right twice a day- but don’t bother using it to check the time at any other point. You might on the off-chance find something decent amongst the doldrums, but the collection is so unloved that it takes sheer shopping determination/ desperation/ exasperation to bring yourself to look through the shadows of the uninviting rails. There are no show stoppers- or even show starters. In fact there are barely any opening credits to even let you know there’s anything going on that might be worthy of your attention. They had a space to fill under the escalators and they filled it with this. Buy it if you want to but we’re not fussed. I’d really prefer them to just pull the plug on the whole lot and leave a space there. Plonk down a couple of sofas, or a mini bar. Maybe a DJ, a crèche, a portaloo, or at the very least somewhere I can charge my phone. Cancel the entire collection. No one at H&M cares about it so they need to stop pretending they do. In the words of Brand Nubian- Love me, or leave me alone.
To say that 2016 was turbuent globally would really be the understatement of a generation. I don’t know what to expect from 2017 and in any case, 2016 has taught us that our expectations can mean squat. All I know is that this year I intend to stay prayerful, hopeful and continue to work towards my goals regardless. I hope you do too. Myself, 80’s Kiri and the pigeon wish you all a 2017 where the positives outweigh the negatives. Now look at those flounces.
I can’t get this video to upload but its well worth watching! Click the image to view.
Can you believe I’m on TV again? No neither can I. I don’t think my consitution can take much more of this. It’s a whole lot of fun but it really doesn’t come naturally. I’m so aware of the camera but I hope it doesn’t show. As expected, I thought of 101 things to say once we stopped filming. I wish my brain would stop working in reverse. If you are in the UK and want to hear me ramble on for a few minutes about fashion, tune into a show called “The Week with Carl Jones” on Big Centre TV- Freeview 8, Virgin 159. Programme airs tonight at 7.30pm and Saturday at 10am. You can also catch it online. If you see it let me know what you think!