• Olivia wrote a new post, 6 is the New 10 or No Fatties, on the site Skepchick 5 years, 1 month ago

    Did you know that plus size models are totes no big deal anymore? They’re like…just like other models, you know? Or at least that’s what Elle tells us in a recent interview with Myla Dalbesio. The modeling […]

    • I mean, shopping for clothing of any size is hard enough as a woman without calling a model who wouldn’t have to go out of the misses section* ‘plus sized’ because she has some body fat between her skin and bones. I want to be able to guess with size I am without having to try on six pairs of pants every time I buy clothing.

      * Except possibly because of her height. I can imagine that being tall is one of those not-fun things when shopping.

    • I was curious and looked at her measurements on her web page, and by some sizing standards (yes, in the US!) she is a 12, with 42″ hips and 32″ waist. At Calvin Klein, she’d be snug in size 12 pants and might have to go up to 14.. and of course the pants probably wouldn’t be long enough for her.

      One of my friends recently scoffed at me when I was looking at the plus size section of Forever 21. I told her, I AM plus size. With 44″ hips, I’m a size 16 at most stores. Yet I’ve been eyeballed by shorter women as an 8. I understand the disgust with someone this beautiful and relatively thin being called “plus size,” but maybe we just need to remove the stigma from that word. It’s a stupid term by the fashion industry for those who wear above a 12. My friend thought I was being insulting by calling myself “plus size.” But I am, or at least, I am sometimes, because it’s totally not consistent among clothing manufacturers.

      • Yeah, this is kind of a problem. It’s true that this model is still very skinny and still not someone the average woman probably relates to and that’s well worth pointing out. The whole argument that this shouldn’t be called “plus sized” is entirely reasonable. But that also doesn’t remotely mean she’s lying when she says she’s a size ten.

        It turns out that the whole 6 versus 10 thing is a whole other, but strongly related, discussion. Women’s clothing sizes, I’m sure I don’t really need to tell anyone, are insane. At 5’11” (if the internet is right) I’d be very surprised if this woman could fit into a size 10 off the rack. My wife is not that tall and has always been bigger than a size ten, even when she was probably a good deal to skinny back in college.

        What would it take to get the fashion industry to completely revamp their sizing and do away with notions like “plus sized” and single number sizing, and “misses”, “juniors”, “petite”, and “women’s” altogether?

    • I don’t think I even have to get into how ridiculous all of this is, and how awful the modeling industry standards are, but I do want to add to the height/size proportion discussion here.

      I have nearly the exact body of this woman. I’m 5’11” (actually a bit closer to 6′) and my measurements are within an inch or two of hers (smaller boobs and smaller waist on my end — more pear-shaped). I’m a US 10-12 in most pants (UK 12-14), and an 8-10 for shirts and dresses that don’t have a pencil skirt. We could probably swap wardrobes and you wouldn’t notice a fit difference.

      Women of short to average height usually guess that I fit a 6 to 8. Nope. Turns out that width scales with height, so the measurements of a tall woman of similar proportion are larger (duh). My mother has a little more weight on her than me, but is of a similar height, and has to shop Plus size sections. I would not consider myself “plus-size” (whatever that means), so the fact that they’re hailing Dalbesio as such seems ridiculous. I know and love many “plus-sized” or just plain fat women. They are lovely and sexy, just the way they are. They deserve clothes that fit in the same styles as smaller sized women.

      The last time I fit a size 6, I was 40 lbs underweight and the outpatient of a hospital eating disorder unit. My *bones* would barely squeeze into a size 4 (child-bearing hips ftw). That was also when I got the most solicitations to do modeling tryouts, etc. Of course, I’d never be hired long term as a model even if I’d stayed that size, because sample sizes are usually a 2-4. You have to be built with a very specific frame in order to meet supermodel standards, and the majority of women on the planet are not physically capable of meeting those standards.

      Can we please go back to sizing things by bust-waist-hip measurements in inches? No more “vanity” sizing, please. I don’t care about the numbers, I care about being able to know whether something is going to fit or whether its a lie. I have everything from a size 0 to a size 14 in my closet at the moment (and a size 18 or 22 or something if you look at the vintage pieces). That is beyond ridiculous.

    • Looking at this woman I would assume we have a similar body type. I’m 5’9” and usually wear a size 14 or 16, depending on the kind of store I’m shopping in. The last time I fit in a 12 I was shocked. I haven’t worn a 10 since I was in high school. Vanity sizing makes shopping for clothes for women extremely difficult. Even BMI standards make healthy weight maintenance for women nearly impossible. If I went by what my little fitness app on my phone says, I’d be around 45 pounds thinner than I am now. The last time I was close to that weight, my husband and friends started growing concerned and asking if I was eating enough and if everything was okay. When my husband needs a new pair of pants, he tells me his number measurements and it’s simple for me to shop for them without him. When my birthday rolls around and my mother asks what my size is so she can buy me a cute dress or nice jeans, I simply don’t know. Shopping is always a trial and error experience for me, and for most women I know, that involves grabbing clothes in a range of sizes(for me 12-16) and trying them on to see what fits closest. There is no “Oh, I am a size 14.” I just want some numbers that make sense. Right now, I have size small through x-large t-shirts hanging and old maternity pants that are sized ten as well as jeans and pants anywhere between size 12-16. And they ALL fit me. How does that make any sense? It’s time for a change, both for women’s benefit and because the system now just doesn’t make any freakin’ sense.