Size Doesn’t Matter: Let’s Stop Defining Ourselves By A Number On A Tag

Size Doesn’t Matter: Let’s Stop Defining Ourselves By A Number On A Tag

If your closet is anything like mine, you have clothes of all different sizes. I’ve got smalls, mediums, larges, extra larges, etc. And although my sizing exists on a spectrum, I am almost always a 12 or 14.

The funny thing is, if I fit into a piece of clothing or need to size down to a size below these numbers, I instantly feel happy and proud of myself. If I have to size up, I feel less than, and often times ashamed. For the longest time I would refuse to size up out of pride. Even if the smaller size didn’t fit well, I’d convince myself that I was going to “loose the weight” to fit into said item (this is the WORST). And if I did muster up the courage to buy the larger size, I’d cut the tags off, and feel disgusted with myself every time I wore the piece (I even did this when my size range was between size 7-9 back in college).

About 6 months ago I purchased a size 14 top, and it was too small. When I realized it didn’t fit, I nearly broke down into tears. I felt so humiliated.  I knew that if I wanted the shirt to fit I would need to order a size 16, and I refused to do that because that would be “accepting” that I was a size 16 (this is what I call size-up scaries).

The opposite happened when I tried on this blue gingham dress. I ordered a size 12 Tall, and it was HUGE. I found myself getting really happy and excited that I needed to exchange the dress for 1 or 2 sizes down….but why? I hadn’t lost any weight (I’ve actually gained a few lbs lately due to non-stop vacations and treat-yoself days, whatever). I hadn’t accomplished some big feat or changed the world…I just happened to need a smaller dress size.

So it got me thinking, why do we let something as small as a number on a tag effect us so much?

Dramatic Bell Sleeves and Boyfriend Jeans

Dramatic Bell Sleeves and Boyfriend Jeans

I like my sleeves like my TV shows…dramatic! Speaking of dramatic TV shows, I just watched the season 7 premiere of Game of Thrones and OMG. My life is pretty drama free, so I get my fix in the form of TV and movies. My current favorite shows are: Game of Thrones, Wentworth, Jane the Virgin, Orange is the New Black, Power (haven’t started season 4 yet!), Law & Order SVU, any of the Real Housewives franchises, Insecure and Younger.

Anyways, back to this top.

Portugal Inspired Summer Style + Vinho Verde (The Perfect Day Drinking Wine)

Portugal Inspired Summer Style + Vinho Verde (The Perfect Day Drinking Wine)

In the 1950’s a beautiful, intelligent female pharmacist from Lisbon, Portugal became pen pals with a handsome, sweet man in Tampa, Florida. They wrote each other back and forth for a few months, and eventually started to form a strong friendship. So strong that the man invited the woman to take a holiday to visit him in Tampa so they could meet in person.

The day finally came when the two met, and sparks flew! After a few weeks of hanging out, he asked her to marry him, and she never looked back.

They got married, and shortly after they had a baby girl named Maria. That baby was my mom!

I’ve never had a chance to visit Portugal, but I live vicariously through stories like this one that my mom has told me over the years (this one is my favorite). I’ve always been very proud of my Portuguese heritage (as well as my German and African American heritage), and even took Portuguese in college to learn the language. So when I saw this shirt, I knew I had to have it!

Verão Em Porto is Portuguese and translates to “Summer in Porto” (it should really say Verão no Porto, but oh well). Porto is a coastal city in Northwest Portugal, only about an hour and a half south of the Minho wine region where Vinho Verde wines are produced.