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" 1. You have to shop online because that&amp;#039;s the only way you can find stuff that fits. Don&amp;#039;t get me wrong, I am thankful for all the options online. I&amp;#039;d be lost without ASOS, eShakti, and ModCloth. But you know how awesome it is to go to one store and try on a shitton of clothing and then leave with the three things that look best? I can&amp;#039;t do that. I have to pay extra to ship a shitton of clothing to my home, wait for it to arrive, try everything on, and then pay again to send back the stuff I want to return. It blows. According to the CDC, the average American woman is a size 14 \u2014 and many of us are over that size. So why do almost all brick-and-mortar clothing stores cater to only half the female population? I am perfectly pleased with my body (fat is not a bad word!), I just want to be able to shop like everyone else.  2. Plus-size clothing is 90 percent caftans.  So many caftans. All the caftans.  If you don&amp;#039;t want to wear a caftan, you&amp;#039;re stuck with the caftan&amp;#039;s sniveling little sister, the muumuu.  3. Clothes cut for smaller sizes don&amp;#039;t scale up well. Dear designers who make both straight and plus sizes: If you cut a dress for someone who is a size 2, it will not fit a size 18 just as well. If you&amp;#039;re gonna take my money, at least sell me shit that FITS. I tried on shorts the other day that can best be described as trousers that a Von Trapp child would wear on laundry day. I once almost bought a dress that made me look like I was pregnant from the front and behind. Not cool. 4. You have to pay more.  Which especially burns when the design itself is an after-thought. I get that retailers are using more material, but they&amp;#039;re often cutting corners in other areas, like floor space at stores, making sure the clothing fits well, advertising said clothing, etc. I&amp;#039;d gladly pay more the same outfit (and do), but it&amp;#039;d be awesome if I got the same sort of service.  5. Sales assistants look at you sadly and ask if you&amp;#039;re sure this is the right size.  As if I didn&amp;#039;t fucking check. 6. That&amp;#039;s if the sales people don&amp;#039;t ignore you all together. PSA to all the sales people who have ignored me over the years because MOMMA HAS CASH TO SPEND:  7. Everything is covered in skulls and cherries.  So many fucking cherries, usually set against a background of dots. I don&amp;#039;t know why, it just is. Please someone eradicate this plus-size plague.  8. Exception to the rule: If it&amp;#039;s a caftan (it&amp;#039;s most likely a caftan), it&amp;#039;s covered in gigantic floral prints.  I know I&amp;#039;m harping on the caftans, but really. Really. 9. The clothing is often just straight-up hideous.  I know I&amp;#039;m starting to sound like a broken record, but seriously. It&amp;#039;s a problem. There is a Tumblr dedicated to how ugly the clothes often are, and it&amp;#039;s dead-on. Make the cute clothes and the fat girls will come! (Probably from sexual excitement at the thought of wearing something cute.) (Gross.)  (I don&amp;#039;t care; it&amp;#039;s still true!) 10. Being forced to look at shoes \u2014 or bags, or makeup \u2014 while your friends try on all the adorable shit in the world because the store has nothing in your size. That might be the worst one. I&amp;#039;ve tried on so many pairs of hideous loafers, you have no idea. (Or, if you&amp;#039;re fat, you really, really do.) Follow Laura on Twitter.  "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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