I got up at 3:40am showered, brushed my teeth, washed my face and unwrapped my hair by 4:00am. The kid doesn't need much time when I'm not worried about seeing anybody.
Seriously.
We left the house by 4:30am and got to the first mall by 4:45am.
Yes...I said first mall. We hit three.
I wasn't really shopping. I was just having the experience with Butta. Now Butta? Butta be SHOPPING! LOL!
She had a list, a stack of coupons, a tote bag full of top secret in-depth information and analysis. Ya girl wasn't PLAYING!
First up? Luggage. She saw that Macys had a closeout sale on some luggage she'd been eyeing and ya girl had a determined glint in her eyes that was a bit scary if you wanna be real with it. She had flying 'bows and everything going on as we made our way to the luggage in the Macys Home Store. She got the last new box of the set she wanted and we "literally" rolled back out to the truck to put it in the back of the truck.
As we were doing this transfer I noted that all the stores I usually patronize weren't open. Humph. I thought Black Friday was for ALL stores?????? Imma need a summit or something on this nonsense hell.
Folks were stacked up in line in front of the Apple store waiting for them to open because they get $100 off a compRuter. That line was SICK so yeah...I'm glad I wasn't in that one. We headed back to the regular Macys because I wanted to get Robby some new Levi's 559 cords because he loves them so. Butta's intricate coupon filing system included a coupon so I was excited I was going to save some money! GO ME!
But they didn't have 559 cords. They only had skinny cords for men. o_0
My husband ain't wearing no GOT.DAMN skinny cords. We grown azz people. "YA JEANS TOO TIGHT!" We need room in our cords. I asked were there any cords that weren't skinny and was directed to the Ralph Lauren section. Their cords were too thick to me and they had a "sheen" that looked too shiny to me for a dude. See...I don't dress Robby in clothes that I'd like to see him in. I dress him in things I'd like to see him in that he'd also actually WEAR and be himself comfortably in. Dude is funny 'bout his clothes. He doesn't like to think about what he's going to wear but he's not wearing anything he doesn't want to wear either. He's a simple dude. He likes what he likes.
And he's "not wearing anything that looks like a girl..."
*sigh*
Aiight...so while I was over in that section I found some sweaters I wanted to get for him and then I saw some plain front khakis I knew he'd like too. I picked up his size and eyeballed 'em.
Um...they were way too big just from my eyeballing so I picked up the size under his size. They were the right "eyeball" width but they were too short looking so...I picked up the size smaller in width and longer in length than I've ever purchased for him.
They looked perfect.
Hmmmmmmmmm...
Instrastin.
I save 15% on two sweaters and two pants for him and then we head up to find Butta's L.A. Chic outfit she was looking for. As we headed up I saw a lightweight jacket that looked like me. I picked up a small and really liked it a lot so I took my sherpa fleece off and tried it on over my long sleeve t-shirt.
It was waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too big.
Hmmmmmmm...
Instrastin.
So I tried on the extra small.
It fit perfect.
Guess what? Our coupon didn't work on it and it wasn't on sale.
Of course not...so I passed.
Next I saw some pants that looked like me. I tried on the size I usually buy in pants like these and they fell off me. I got the size under that and they were still too big but bearable. The size under that...fit perfectly but was too "exact" for my liking. I don't like pants to be tight.
But...the size I USUALLY buy were way too big. Two sizes under that fit.
Hmmmmm...
Instrastin.
I haven't lost any weight yall. I'm still the same height, weight, measurements.
But I don't fit my "size" anymore. According to the current "sizes" in the things I wanted to try on in Macys...I was MUCH smaller than I've been for YEARS!
I noticed this trend in a lot of things I wanted to try on. Small tops were TOO BIG! I needed extra smalls. Size 4 shirts? Nope...I need a size 2. This didn't make sense to me. AT.ALL.
Robby and I went to dinner over at some framily and got in late last night. In my exhausted and cranky state I remembered this and made him try on the pants I'd picked up for him. He saw the size and commented that they weren't his size.
BOY...TRY THE DANG PANTS ON HECK!
He did and guess what? They fit and were actually a bit too big.
His azz ain't lost no weight either.
Analysis? We're not getting smaller...the clothes are getting bigger. That size 4 used to be the size of a size 8. *BLINK* That is sooooooo NOT cool in stores that sell clothes for the masses.
Vanity Sizing: Are Retailers Making Clothes Bigger So Customers Feel Better?
What do YOU think about this? Have YOU noticed this too?
