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susanstinson) wrote2006-07-17 07:46 pm
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Cherry Sundress in Texas
I'm in Texas at a family reunion, with my sundresses from the Fat Girl Flea market. Here's me with my family and the fabulous cherry dress. It was much admired, especially by my niece. I gave another one of my New York City dresses to my sister, on my right in this picture, who lives in a small town in Kansas. I posted a couple of more pictures of me in Fat Girl Flea market dresses in Texas on Flickr -- click the link and browse if you'd like to see them.
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Because I'd been talking, every time I got a compliment on my clothes, about how I walked into the Fat Girl Fleamarket in New York City and got handed a bag of sundresses picked out for me, each of which were perfect. It sounded like magic, and also like I was a part of powerful, mysterious networks that fat women everywhere might want to tap into, which, of course, is kind of true. And then I got my aunt to tell me the story again about how she was so insulted when she went into a department store in the seventies and could find no underwear in her size, that she wrote them a letter with statistics about the size of the senior market and was outraged when all they sent her back was a scarf. "They were just trying to placate me," she says, in her very durable Texas accent.