Ade (agentfroot) wrote,
Ade
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Tonight I went to the Aliki Barnstone reading (that's such a cool name), then to the afterparty at the Bakkens'. Nesset gave some of us a ride. I mean, that was a nice gesture, but it creeps me out to think that I've been in the backseat of his car. And I just stood around watching people for most of the party, feeling shy and short. Ah well. By the bye, thanks Jenn. *grins* Then we squished into Nick's car on the way back, and of all the songs he could have played, "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" by Gordon Lightfoot came on. That's the song you can sing the words of any other song to. My dad and I would do that while driving to and from Pittsburgh back when I was taking art classes at CMU in high school. And Gordon Lightfoot always reminds me of the 6 1/2 years I was an only child, and my dad would make pancakes on Sunday mornings. Jeez, Nick's car music always makes me nostalgic. He also has old Raffi tapes in his car, and Raffi was THE music of my life up until I was 6 or 7.

The internet was being retarded, so I wrote the rest many hours ago:

Jeez, the internet is slow today. And not working half the time. Oh well.

I have an idea based partially on the comments from my last entry. I originally got this idea back when I was 14 or so. I think that started when I tried on some of Megan's clothes - now THAT was an interesting experience... her clothes were huge on me, so I kept tripping over them, and I won't even get into how big her shoes were... Megan, if you're reading this, I hope you're laughing. We're mismatched bookends. Anyway, someone needs to come up with a better clothing sizing system. And then designers need to start making clothing for people of various sizes.

Why are most clothes designed to fit a generic body? Very few people have all the "average" measurements. Take me for example. I'm around 4 foot 9, 135-140 pounds (which is actually pretty heavy for someone my height), and my measurements are... well, I don't really know them, but they lean toward the large side, and they're certainly not 36-24-36 (and I'm not 5'3" either). I usually just wear large or extra-large shirts (I like my shirts loose) and size 14-or-so pants. My mom hems about 9 inches off my pants whenever I buy new ones. A lot of people think I must wear kid sizes because I'm so short. But I'm not tiny everywhere. I'm pudgy and have "good breeding hips" (yes, a random SCA merchant told me that once, and I almost smacked him with my Gatorade bottle even though there was a row of daggers between us). Therefore, kid sizes don't fit me. Well, kids shoes fit me, but I have wide feet, so I have to wear either wider girls shoes or boys shoes. Yep, size 2, baby! At least I never have trouble buying socks. I just wish my sister would stop buying me the cutesy girly socks at Limited Too... I mean, I like cutesy things, but right now my sock collection makes me look like a 6-year-old with an affinity for monkeys and frogs. Well, I like monkeys and frogs, I just don't need several pairs of sparkly, girly ankle socks. I hate ankle socks. My ankles like to stay warm, thankyouverymuch.

Ok, I am insane. Anyway, designers should keep "people of diverse sizes" in mind. And I still find it incredibly amusing that Nick's pants fit me perfectly around the hips despite being about a foot and a half too long.

I'm really sick of wasting time in this lab because the fucking internet won't work for several minutes at a time. Grrrr!
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