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Plus-Sized My Ass!

Okay, it is time to get this out in the open where everyone can hear it. Consider this a big giant SCREAM in written language. I will not type the entire blog in capital letters (internet speak for yelling) because I imagine that would be incredibly annoying to read. So I will just inform you ahead of time that the general mood of this particular blog is ANGRY. Why so angry, you may ask? Well thanks for asking. You are very kind. Well, dear readers, I am angry because I am not a Size 2, or a 4, or even an 8. I am not even a Size 10. Or 12. Still with me? Because I can go higher. I probably have your curiosity now about my size and weight. Well I'm not going to tell you what I weigh, but I will say that my size varies depending on store, brand, time of month, what I've eaten, and about a zillion other components. Normally, I fall somewhere between a size 18 - 22. Now you men out there will read that statement and not understand how someone can "fall between" all those sizes. Well, we can. I can go into one store and buy jeans that are an 18, and go into another store and buy jeans that are a 22. Sometimes this happens in the same store!!! This is why it takes us girls so long to shop. It is not something I enjoy doing. So you can imagine that if I have that sort of trouble buying jeans, what I would run into while trying to choose a wedding gown. Let's just say that I predicted this process would be a total nightmare ahead of time, so I was prepared.

The world of weddings is not made for the non-skinny. Hell, its not even made for the average woman who is much smaller than me. No, the world of weddings is apparently made for girls who look like small boys and date men that walk around nude. Why do I make such a ridiculous statement? Well because these are the typical pictures we find in most bridal magazines. Pictures of "brides" who look to be about a Size 0, draped in some horrible "dress" that resembles a curtain, and behind them is a naked man, sometimes with wings. Yes, wings. What is the meaning of this? Have you ever dated a nude man with wings growing out of him? Or married one? If any of you have, please let me know, and I promise you I will retract this entire article. I do not understand who these bridal magazines are targeting. It certainly isn't me, or any of my friends. Or anyone I know down here in the real world. Because in our world, our men are dressed in suits or tuxes on our weddings day, and guess what? We are probably smiling! We are happy. All of the women in the bridal mags look as if they are suffering from the worst case of p.m.s imagineable. They never smile. They look pissed! Or maybe they just need a sandwich. In any case, most of these magazines did not help me when I was shopping for a wedding gown. They only made me more insecure and quite frankly, confused.

If I thought the magazines were bad, that was a picnic compared to walking into the bridal shops. You would think I was an actual elephant walking in there, instead of a bride-to-be who happens to be overweight, from the rude stares and comments I would receive. Some of the staff, who were mostly on the tiny side, treated me with a condescending voice, as if I was a 4year old child instead of simply fat. "Hi there. We don't carry Plus Sizes on the floor. You have to get them special ordered, okaaaay?" Gee, could you say it a little louder? I dont think the entire store quite heard you humiliating me. Trying on a dress I liked was even worse. They would either lie like hell about how beautiful I looked when the dress clearly didnt fit or looked awful on me, or they would say something like, "Sweetie, you'll probably want to go with something along these lines, so it will help to hide all of those problem areas." Problem areas? Okay that is it. I am out of here. I tried on ONE dress in one shop before I gave up on the idea altogether. I just couldn't do it. I don't enjoy phony salespeople judging me based on my looks, while simultaneously trying to sell me something that is very expensive. Maybe its just me, but I sort of like dealing with people who don't think I am a piece of crap for no reason.
So I had my dress made by a seamstress. A woman named Dianne who is a good friend of my mother's and has been making dresses and clothing for a long time. She was wonderful. I went to her house, she offered me tea, and she never once used the term "plus-size" or anything else that would embarass me. She made me feel like I would be beautiful on my wedding day, and together we created the dress that I felt completely comfortable in. It was great.
Some of these bridal shops, magazines, and the wedding industry in general should take a cue from people like Diane who have their own part-time business that they run with care out of their homes. Treat people with kindness. If someone is overweight, chances are, they are full aware of their size, and do not need a constant reminder from you about how difficult it will be to find you something to make you look human. Make people feel welcome, not fat.
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And I wonder, those women who are so degrading in the bridal stores - are they even married?
To the rest of you ladies: Yes, the girls did say things in a cruel manner, but I have to blame society on this and not they themselves. What they did was not "evil" in that sense; simply a matter of how they were raised on magazines and tv shows that taught them nothing but the fact that men and their fellow people only want size 4's in tube tops and low-rise jeans. In cases such as these, it is best to educate rather than get angry or accuse. It's a hard trial, but we need to work. :)
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