Yesterday was our final project's exhibition, with clients, donuts, coffee and all. It was a pretty casual event that took place in one of the college's classrooms, so I went for a business casual look. I picked my all-time favourite peter pan collar blouse and my trusty vintage navy blue skirt. Together, those pieces are the perfect canvas for a office-friendly look. However, it looked way to uniform-y for me, so I added a red lip, some sparkly add-ons and a green polka dot cardigan.
I'm a sucker for timeless pieces that have stood the test of time, and this skirt is the hand-me-down piece of clothing I fancy the most. My mom bought it at Simons when she was a teenager, wore it with love and gave it to me when I was old enough to fit in it. I remember wearing it in elementary school, with pins on the sides so it wouldn't fall down! It's written on the tag that this is a size 9-10 skirt, but it fits perfectly (I'm around a size 4). It's strange to see how sizing changed trough the years. Perhaps they shrunk the numbers to make women feel better about their own size, but I don't think it helped that much... Many of us still feel pressure to be a certain size, which leads to a ton of weight-bashing.
There was this interesting article in the June 2012 issue of Glamour about how people judge each other basing on the size of their bodies. Apparently, thinner women are labelled as "vain, bitchy, superficial, ambitious, conceited, confident and mean", while plumper ladies are often seen as "lazy, giving, insecure, undisciplined, careless and passive". Why can't people stay away from those kinds of judgments? Weight stereotyping is everywhere theses days: magazines, kid's movies (chubby fairies, skinny witches), chick flicks (curvy sidekicks)... And it's not just about the bigger women. Most of the time, we read about plus-size ladies being bashed and having the mission to promote a healthy weight, but skinny people gets judged too. And it hurts just as much. Being a very thin person whose collar and hip bones naturally stick out, it makes me so mad when people tell me I'm too skinny. I won't complain about my weight, but who are they to judge me? I often come across pictures of actresses, models and singers on Pinterest and it saddens me when the only comments I see are things like "someone feed her a burger!". However, under photos of well-fleshed women, the comments read "such an inspiration!" and "real women have curves!". If someone joined the discussion and wrote "put her on a diet", it would be considered unacceptable, right? So why do women chime along when one of them starts bashing a thin person? Can't you be a "real woman" even if you have a slimmer built? Why can't people make peace with their weight, whatever the scale says? Society is crazy...
Blouse: Urban Outfitters / Cardigan: thrifted by Delightfully Tacky / Necklace: Simons
Skirt: vintage / Shoes: Aldo