I hope the ladies can sympathize with me on this one. Regardless of who you are, there is a tremendous pressure on us females to always look our best.
Got a date? Gotta paint your face. But not too much. Dudes like “natural beauty” from what I hear.
Going out tonight? Got an event? Buy that expensive dress. Oh, also… you need those designer shoes that will eventually make your feet scream forcing you to carry them on your drunk stumble home.
Job interview? Let’s jam our thighs into that “only cute when I’m not bloated” pencil skirt and a pair of nylons that will eventually rip. You should also wear lipstick all day and try not to smudge it all over your face when you attempt to eat literally anything.
I know that guys have some of the same stresses about appearances. I can’t even imagine what it’s like to deal with the pressures of toxic masculinity or feel like you are forgotten in the conversation surrounding body positivity. I feel you. I am here for you my dudes.
But this one is for the ladies.
On any average day, you will most likely find me wearing a night gown (what I like to call a moomoo) around the house. When I go out during the day, it’s most likely naked face, sweat pants, no bra and which ever shirt I picked up off my floor. But don’t get it twisted, I love getting dressed up and feeling fancy sometimes. When get dolled up, that’s my “me time”. To my friends and family’s demise, I like to set aside 2 hours to take my time, enjoy the process and get myself hyped up with some self love before I leave. I use fashion to express myself and I enjoy wearing some outlandish things, especially when I hit the stage, an industry event or night out with friends.
But being a girl who is proudly curvy, sometimes it’s hard to find clothes that satisfy my desire to peacock around in something flashy while accommodating my awkwardly proportioned body.
After scouring Southern Alberta, I found my fashion haven. The one and the only… Blondie Boutique.
I’ll admit, at first, I was very skeptical. The name kind of intimidated me. I’m not a blondie. Furthest thing from it. I tried blonde once… my hair felt like wheat and it just didn’t suite me. I also assumed that I wouldn’t find anything above a size 10 and that I would leave feeling like a dejected whale. I pictured the familiar scene in Mean when that sales lady says “sorry, we only carry sizes one, three and five. You could try Sears”… Was I ever wrong.
The first time I shopped at Blondie Boutique, I was welcomed by the tremendously bubbly owner Megan Andre. You seriously can’t help but smile when she is around. She helped me pick out some amazing pieces and was damn well the best “hype-lady” I have ever met. I get so inspired by female entrepreneurs like Megan. She is kicking ass and taking names without apology. I am so proud to call her a friend.
Time after time I walk into Blondie thinking “I’m just going to look” and then my bank account hates me. But sh*t, it’s worth it. Quality pieces of super unique clothing that will have you looking amazing wherever you’re going. I have personally decked myself out with a huge Blondie haul for some important summer performances. Check out my latest shopping trip.
Big. Small. Short. Tall. I love them all. And I am a firm believer that every person should feel fabulous and comfortable in what they wear. Clothes should be a form of self expression. But I realize that when your body doesn’t fit the “norm”, you tend to feel ostracized.
I have battled through shopping trips. I can’t even count the times that I have cried in change rooms. Don’t even get me started about shopping for jeans, shorts or bathing suits…
I commend stores like Torrid for changing the perspective on “plus sized” clothes. The term shouldn’t even be used. Just make clothes. Clothes that fit everyBODY. American Eagle has now extended their sizing. I can finally buy a medium top and a size 14 pair of jeans. Thank the heavens.
Blondie Boutique has something for everyone. Something to make you feel like a friggin queen. Something comfy. Something sparkly. Something stretchy. Now go do some “self care” and pick out something cute.