I get it, you don't want my money...but do you really have to say I don't belong in your clothing because I'm fat? Word to the wise...maybe just keep your mouth shut and don't offer my sizes.
In High School I discovered you...and I wanted nothing more than to be included, but I've always been fat. Senior year I lost weight getting down to a size 14, to reward me for my hard work my Mom took me to buy the Fatigue Cords circa 1999/2000 I had always wanted...I literally stopped in every time we were at the mall to look at them. I saw her face when she saw the price tag and I told her I didn't like them after all, a total lie, but I wasn't going to let my Mom spend that kind of money on her teachers salary.
Well...being a size 14 didn't last, so I could only obsess over your destructed jeans of the early 2000's...not to mention those funny and almost always inappropriate graphic tees that to this day still exist. That said, I found a way to participate...I just bought the Men's tees that weren't gender specific.
|Me in an XL Men's Abercrombie Tee|
Old Navy Special Edition Denim
and a super sweet headband!
|My sister Junaé, Me, my Mom and sister Désireé...my sisters|
are your more of your target customer...they're thin...but
I'm the one wearing your Men's Pink "Player" Tee!
Oh...and not that it matters but...I was popular in High School and a Varsity Athlete all 4 years...in multiple sports!
Bottom line...growing up is hard enough...you might want to apologize. Make it right.