My Neuroses For Your Entertainment

I’m now too big to shop at Victoria’s Secret, which is just about the most absurd thing I’ve ever heard. I just had my yearly physical (hey corporate health insurance requirements) and I can assure you all that I am in the healthy weight range for my height. I’m not overweight, I don’t have a hormone imbalance, and my name isn’t Christina Hendricks. I’m just a normal girl with normal proportions. Why can’t I have nice things?

I think it’s because I’m tall. (So maybe I’m not so normal.) What’s a healthy size for me would be large for your average height American female. You know what I have to say to that? A third of America is obese! Not just overweight, mind you, but obese. Where are all the overweight, obese, and/or tall women buying their bras? Or their clothes, for that matter? Not at any store you can find in a mall, that’s for sure.

America, you fail.

And don’t even get me started about what shopping for shoes for my “giant” feet is like.

And salespeople? Enough with being shocked by my height/chest/feet. Nothing about me is even as remotely shocking as you seem to find it. 5’10” is not that tall and parts proportionate to height should not seem that unusual.

Epic societal body perception fail.