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:: Thursday, November 20, 2008 ::

Suit Shopping

Why do things always have to be so difficult?

I have a job interview coming up on Saturday so I thought it would be a great chance to get my first proper suit. A trip to H&M proved fruitless, as everything was too trendy--skirts too short and necklines too plunging for conservative Japan. Macy's had a better selection, though, and a half-off sale to boot! I rooted around until I found the perfect suit--plain and black, no ruffles or sparkles, and a skirt that brushed my knee. Perfect! Ken said it was just the thing.

I love two piece outfits because I'm sized differently on top and bottom. I think a lot of women have this issue, with bust not matching hip perfectly. We're human, for goodness sake. I'm just backwards, with my hips being smaller than my bust. By two sizes. Yah. I know.

So I ask the nice lady if they happen to have the jacket in size x. Just the jacket, she asks? Yes, as I take different sizes. Oh no, these are sold as sets, with size y skirt matching size y jackets, she replies. Separates are one floor down.

We head downstairs. Separates? Where? I saw three suit jackets, and only one of those was black. Not to mention ugly. Bah.

Retailers--please understand that real women come in all sizes, and may even be "mis-matched". Let us buy nice coordinating suits, even if our sizes are little "off". I ended up with a suit jacket from H&M. It's a little cheaper than I wanted. I'm going to pin the neckline so it doesn't gape too much.

But they were willing to sell me my size.

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