Fashion Foibles
Few things plague us big-bottomed women as much as the Visible Panty Line. We grow artful over the years at finding subtle ways of hiding/transforming our asses into something more akin to what we see shaking on TV commercials, magazine ads, etc. Most of us have friends who know our woes and, despite the idea that we're all out to get each other because of the paucity of men, we do help each other out when we can.
So it was distressing to me to see a woman in line ahead of me at a restaurant with not just a big VPL, but the Mother of All VPLs. She was not by herself; she had a friend (female) with her. She was wearing black vinyl-type pants (and I could go on and on about how that in itself is a no-no for the rear-endowed) and the panty line was so severe that it separated her cheeks in half. Every time she moved, you were mesmerized by the unfortunate jiggle of her two lower ass quarters.
Clearly her friend was no friend. Or she didn't look at this woman's ass and warn her. Or perhaps she did, and the woman was in denial. But clearly this woman didn't follow rule number one: turn around and check yourself out in the mirror (this includes walking to and from the mirror to see movement).
Women everywhere already know the clothing industry is against us (all of us). The sizes are arbitrary and if you're shopping for pants, there are too many "fits" to mention (or comprehend, or have time to try on). Lingerie is ridiculously expensive, and it's taken all of these decades for someone to finally decide to work on panties that don't leave an unsightly line?? Diaper technology has advanced more quickly! Why are women always last?!
And don't mention thongs. If you think a VPL is bad, wait until you can make out the dimples and folds of a big, bare bottom through fabric. Ugh.
It's time for all of us ladies with "back" to get ours. Stores should get out the measuring tapes and give away VPL-less panties to all women who do not fit the current supermodel mold/measurements. I guarantee there'd be some rethinking then..
posted by Michelle Mellon @ 8:53 AM
2 Comments:
I can die happy knowing that all those years we hung out together you were checking out my butt to make sure I wasn't sporting a VPL. You are a true friend. And to think I thought you just liked to look at my ass. :)
Just ran into your blog and this post by chance while researching bathroom remodeling on the Web (an image came up of a tile shower of yours that I liked). I've looked around briefly (about six entries) and there's something about your writing that I relate to. Almost like there's a kindred spirit going about life a lot like I do but in some other place.
Maybe it's because I'm an editor who's also a member of a close-knit group of six friends spread across the continent who has long been pushed by a dear friend to read Octavia Butler and embrace sci-fi and who also does battle with home remodeling.
Or maybe it's just because I seem to share your sentiments in several spots. Cheers! :)
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