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I have a dream...that one day, all women's clothing will be equally accessible and equally fabulous.
In my dream, fat women will no longer have to be super-resourceful outfit hunters.
They will no longer have to put together an outfit with a dress from bandlu.com, a shrug from Lane Bryant, a belt from Rainbow, a pair of shoes from Torrid, and tights from Target.
Although, to be honest, I don't think that cobbling together of gear is too tragic.
In my dream, I own a nationwide green business that caters to fat women too old for Torrid and too young for Lane Bryant. This store will be called something like Fuschia Frenzy.
Each store will have a small cadre of seamstresses, who will adjust and hem skirts so they hit the right length, jackets so they hug the right curves, dresses so they dip just enough, and blouses so the buttons don't create ugly gaps.
In my store, the lighting will be soft and the music will be hype. There will be no pictures of models: the customer is the gorgeous model.
In my store, there will be a different room for everything. A room-full of shrugs. Pink shrugs, leopard shrugs, zebra shrugs, polka-dotted shrugs, black shrugs with ruffles and without.
Picture a room-full of inexpensive but fabulous Eastern and Southwestern-inspired accessories: huge earrings, rings, necklaces, hair accessories, hot socks, tights, glitter, hats, tiaras, and wands.
There will be a room-full of dresses. Short and long, tight and loose, solid and print, denim and poly, cotton and silk. The dresses will be fifties style, twenties style, and timeless.













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