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Dear H&M,
I officially hate you. I was totally feeling the love - you've got cute clothes at great prices. Then we went to your store at Tyson's Corner on Sunday, only to find out that everything ugly about the 60's had gone there to die. Yuck. Who really looks good in your orange, psychadelic print long sleeve babydoll dresses? I still managed to find a cute off-white shirt dress, something that I've been wanting, but your refusal to line dresses meant that all of my goods were on display and if I wanted to wear this out in public, I'd have to wear a full slip, something I don't actually own. This also negates the purpose of wearing a lightweight dress in the midst of the DC humidity in the summer. You're based in Sweden, maybe you don't know about these things.
Still determined to find a lovely, inexpensive dress for my upcoming wedding, I ran to your downtown DC location on my lunch break. Maybe you haven't gotten a shipment in a while and that's why it looks like the store had imploded on itself. Maybe it was the lunch rush. Maybe the rest of DC was anxious to wear those Madonna designed fugs you've been hawking on the pages of the Express and the store was just picked over. The stylish wrap dresses that are your staple were conspicuously absent. I don't know. I do know that I managed to find a few more cute things, in the sizes I couldn't find on Sunday and was eager to try them on in the fitting room. Hell, I didn't even mind waiting 20 minutes to get into the damn thing.
But, H&M, what happened? That cute diagonal striped skirt that was a scoch too small in 14 was horrendous on me in your 16. The exact same cute shirt dress (in a different color) showed off every unattractive curve in 14. Same for the all polyesther faux wrap thing. It was surprising that I managed to find these dresses in 14 and I knew that you wouldn't have them in 16 or gods forbid 18s that might actually look flattering on me. So, I left, filled with rage, having to walk through crowds of tourists trying to look at Ford's theater and go back to work and thinking that I should have bought that dress on Sunday, but also thinking that I never want to give you money again.
H&M, what is so wrong about my body that you won't cut clothes to fit it? Why do your tops always have sleeves that feel like bloodpressure cuffs? Why is my one cute jacket from you a size 16, when at any other store it would be a 12? Why do your clothes aimed for young people not go above a size 12? Why do you not want my money and the money of the millions of other slightly larger women who want attractive clothes at reasonable prices? The average American woman is a size 14. Did you not get that memo? I'm tired of going to a store and thinking 'what's wrong with me that I can't fit into these clothes?' Now I ask, H&M, what's wrong with you?
I resent that if I want cute clothes I'm either going to have to make them or go to one of your competitors who will overcharge me. Sure, their clothes will be better made and probably last longer, but I don't have the money to spend or the inclination to look. I can't afford Lane Bryant and their tops are too big for me anyway.
I'm sick of being in the middle, of being too fat for fashion and too skinny for the plus sizes. So, H&M, thanks for reminding me that I don't matter. That to the eyes of clothes manufacturing America, I'm invisible. I wasn't really using my self esteem today anyway.
Fuck you very much,
Christina
PS - I might also just be grumpy because my sandals have given me 5 blisters in 3 hours, but still, this sucks.
I officially hate you. I was totally feeling the love - you've got cute clothes at great prices. Then we went to your store at Tyson's Corner on Sunday, only to find out that everything ugly about the 60's had gone there to die. Yuck. Who really looks good in your orange, psychadelic print long sleeve babydoll dresses? I still managed to find a cute off-white shirt dress, something that I've been wanting, but your refusal to line dresses meant that all of my goods were on display and if I wanted to wear this out in public, I'd have to wear a full slip, something I don't actually own. This also negates the purpose of wearing a lightweight dress in the midst of the DC humidity in the summer. You're based in Sweden, maybe you don't know about these things.
Still determined to find a lovely, inexpensive dress for my upcoming wedding, I ran to your downtown DC location on my lunch break. Maybe you haven't gotten a shipment in a while and that's why it looks like the store had imploded on itself. Maybe it was the lunch rush. Maybe the rest of DC was anxious to wear those Madonna designed fugs you've been hawking on the pages of the Express and the store was just picked over. The stylish wrap dresses that are your staple were conspicuously absent. I don't know. I do know that I managed to find a few more cute things, in the sizes I couldn't find on Sunday and was eager to try them on in the fitting room. Hell, I didn't even mind waiting 20 minutes to get into the damn thing.
But, H&M, what happened? That cute diagonal striped skirt that was a scoch too small in 14 was horrendous on me in your 16. The exact same cute shirt dress (in a different color) showed off every unattractive curve in 14. Same for the all polyesther faux wrap thing. It was surprising that I managed to find these dresses in 14 and I knew that you wouldn't have them in 16 or gods forbid 18s that might actually look flattering on me. So, I left, filled with rage, having to walk through crowds of tourists trying to look at Ford's theater and go back to work and thinking that I should have bought that dress on Sunday, but also thinking that I never want to give you money again.
H&M, what is so wrong about my body that you won't cut clothes to fit it? Why do your tops always have sleeves that feel like bloodpressure cuffs? Why is my one cute jacket from you a size 16, when at any other store it would be a 12? Why do your clothes aimed for young people not go above a size 12? Why do you not want my money and the money of the millions of other slightly larger women who want attractive clothes at reasonable prices? The average American woman is a size 14. Did you not get that memo? I'm tired of going to a store and thinking 'what's wrong with me that I can't fit into these clothes?' Now I ask, H&M, what's wrong with you?
I resent that if I want cute clothes I'm either going to have to make them or go to one of your competitors who will overcharge me. Sure, their clothes will be better made and probably last longer, but I don't have the money to spend or the inclination to look. I can't afford Lane Bryant and their tops are too big for me anyway.
I'm sick of being in the middle, of being too fat for fashion and too skinny for the plus sizes. So, H&M, thanks for reminding me that I don't matter. That to the eyes of clothes manufacturing America, I'm invisible. I wasn't really using my self esteem today anyway.
Fuck you very much,
Christina
PS - I might also just be grumpy because my sandals have given me 5 blisters in 3 hours, but still, this sucks.