stressedI go into the fitting room and the thing is fug to begin with I realize and on me it's just BAD. I look like a fucking sausage or something being SQUEEZED into this nasty floral too short cheap thin dress. They want me to come out and I already know it looks awful but they keep insisting so I come out and I'm like "I really don't like it" The lady is like "Well first of all you are wearing the WRONG underwear for that dress, you have a low bikini cut which pushes your belly out and cuts you in ALL THE WRONG PLACES. You need something to hold your stomach in and it will fit better."
Now I know maybe in her mind she figured this would convince me that it's not the dress but my horribly ill-fitting inappropriate how-dare-you-wear-that underwear and if I'd just invest in some Spanx or something I could totally buy the ugly over-priced dress but all it did was make me feel like shit. Had I known I would be trying on some skanky club gear I probably would've busted out my girdle instead of my "cuts me in all the wrong places" underwear but I didn't know, so geez, MY BAD! Honestly I don't think any type of underwear would've saved me from looking like hot mess in that dress (hey, I rhyme!). If you've got some extra pounds on you you probably shouldn't be wearing something that's super tight, at least thats my opinion which is why I never go in there. The way she said it was just kind of talking down to me, like I should be ASHAMED of the underwear I had on and like I should've known better than to wear it EVER. For the record and this may be TMI but whatever, it was just a black cotton thong and I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I prefer not to have visible panty lines (which I did in that dress because it was ridiculously thin and tight, again I don't think ANY kind of underwear would've helped that) and it didn't cause any problems for what I was wearing at the time so her chastising was uncalled for. I just think there's a much gentler way to say that like "Maybe if you wear different underwear with that dress?" or "Why don't we try another style?" she just made me feel like a fat pig with bad undies. :'(
EDIT I can kind of see where this is going and upon re-reading my entry I can kind of see where people are getting the idea that my boyfriend pushed me into going into the store. Really it wasn't that big of a deal, he just wanted me to look and see if there was anything in there I would wear. I was honestly going in there pretty open-minded like *maybe* I could find something I liked since I'd never actually gone inside but just had an impression from passing it that I probably wouldn't like anything in there. Unfortunately that kind of got shot to shit because the sales lady was a little less tactful than what I would've liked, after I'd already said I didn't like the outfit I tried on.