I was walking with a friend of mine the other day and I
realised something and blurted it out loud "My BF and Jacqui have the same
bust measurement". My friend reacted in horror and asked "Why would
you know that?". I wasn't trying to freak her out I just thought it was
interesting. That two large but very different shaped people could have the
same bust measurement. I thought it said something about how we perceive body
shapes, our body and others. That silhouette
and shapes confuse our perception and we imagine things as smaller and larger
than they really are.
My friend was horrified that I knew anyone's measurements. She
doesn't sew and wouldn't know her own measurements. I am not even sure she
would know her weight at the moment. This I understand. Unless I am actively
dieting I prefer to not know. But I know
my measurements. Off by heart. And my bf's, my mothers, my fathers and
Jacqui's. I remember at least their bust
measurements from the last time I took it. Why is this odd? I sew things for myself and
sometimes for other people. It is pretty hard to do that if I don't measure first.
It is interesting the different relationship people have
with their bodies when they sew. I say people because I know of a few men who
sew and I know a lot of men who have had an unhappy time shopping for
clothes.
When I go shopping if something doesn't fit when it usually
would I leave the store blaming my body.
Even if it "fits" but isn't suited to my body shape it is still
somehow my bodies fault. The shop and
manufacturer is never at fault. My body
is "wrong". I know that really
there is nothing wrong with my body. It
may be larger than the stores fit model but it is not wrong. When I sew something and it doesn't fit it is
still my fault. My sewing skills have
failed me. A much better feeling but
still frustrating. That is my
experience.
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