Size Quazidysmorphia
Many months ago, I was in Toronto, in bitterlawngnome's studio, and as I posed in period clothing I own, he did that typical Bill-glance-over-the-glasses-while-one-eyebrow-shoots-three-inches-higher-than-the-other thing he does, and he said, in the same tone he always has, "... so you realize this is a bit big on you, right?" (or something to that effect!)
I'm just realizing, months later, that it's not just that particular outfit but most items of clothings that I have. Back in high school, my clothing criterion was: does it cover my body? Wonderful! Over the years, I've gotten a bit pickier, but it wasn't until I got a renaissance shirt for gay days that was too big in a number of areas that I'd really started looking at my clothing. How the sleeves tend to go to my fingertips or beyond, how my shoulders might be too narrow for a shirt, and how every pair of pants I own is too long.
In short: I should probably learn some tailoring skills. :: laugh :: It might sound very "bad gay" of me, but I'm just now realizing how clothing SHOULD fit on me. Egad, that only took twenty-something years.