You remember that scene in Tangled where the little girls have to fix Rapunzel’s hair up? That’s totally me in the clothing shop. I’m pretty sure most 8-year-olds know more about women’s clothing to me.
I hate clothes shopping. It’s painfully difficult for me. One would think it’s as simple as trying on clothes, fitting them, coming up with the money, and paying a cashier. Actually its a lot harder than that.
First of all, I never bought clothes at the store as a kid other than the thrift shop. From grade school until high school, I had maybe two or three store-bought dresses that I didn’t actually buy; my aunts/grandma bought them. The rest of my clothes came from thrift shops, garage sales, or were home sewn (the insane part is that some of my garage sale dresses were not only worn by my family for the next six years, but were still being worn by other little girls I knew 15 years later. Classic homeschool). My grandma bought me my first pair of store-bought shoes when I was 16, so I wouldn’t get made fun of while taking driver’s ed at the high school.
Second of all, I wore mostly dresses, or other baggy clothes, and all my clothes were 100% cotten (the Old Testament says don’t wear mixed clothing. :P). So even if all my dresses had come from the store, it wouldn’t have transferred to today very well.
I didn’t learn…..
1) What fits me. I wore baggy clothes. What’s normal size?
2) About undershirts. OMG I had no idea why people wore them until I was in my 20s (I never wore them; I wore baggy T-shifts), and I still wonder what the heck sometimes.
3) Old people’s style verses young people’s style. Technically I was the young person in grandma style.
4) All about pants. When do I need a belt? What’s too low? I didn’t wear belts on pants as a kid. I wore dresses, elastic pants,and skirts that included a belt.
This is why today was particularly painful for me. My clothes are wearing out like crazy because I’m an extreme minimalist, and the few shifts I did have shrunk like crazy when they accidentally got put in the dryer (no dryer in SE Asia = smaller clothes). So I went to the store to buy summer clothes, and stared at the mirror trying to figure out what size is appropriate. I tried on the small, then extra small, then small again.
I did better today than normal. I *think* I figured out which shirts needed an undershirt. I think I found a pair of shorts that won’t show my butt-crack. Being back in the US helps because US sizes do fit me better, but only time will tell whether my new style looks like a 50-year-old instead of a mid-twenties girl.
Perhaps many young adults struggle with sizing and style, and I am one to believe setting they style is more fun than conforming to it anyway. But I think for me, I am sent in frustration upon walking into a clothing store because I remember what it was like to accidently buy shirts too short because I had never bought shirts to go with shorts. And I remember the humility of wearing pants that didn’t fit right because I had never bought pants at the store. Young people take many things for granted, and one of those things is learning how to clothes shop. I didn’t learn it until college.
Anyone else never shopped as a kid? How was learning to buy clothes for you?