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Thin Privilege is being included in clothing sales

Today I received an email from a clothing company from which I frequently purchase. The email advertised a time-limited sale, offering a discount on clothing items that are from the company’s own brand (the store also carries some clothing items from other brands). When I went to the site, however, I found that, while most/all of the company’s regular-size items were available at the discounted price, none of the plus-size items were. (And I have only ever bought plus-size items from the in the past.)

Thin privilege is assuming that your clothing sizes are included when an advertisement suggests the presence of an across-the-board discount.

Fiction: (from Mean Girls) Thin Privilege is shopping where you want

The post below is based on the movie “Mean Girls”

Thin privilege is being able to shop where you want, and not be mocked by the [thin] shop attendants in front of 3 of your best friends

It was a week before prom and I was doing the final try on for the most gorgeous dress. It was one I’d had my eye on for months - a beautiful peach silk dress with a stunning black belt. It perfectly suited my skin and my hair, and my friends agreed it was perfect.

Unfortunately a while back I broke up with my long term boyfriend. I was devastated, and gained a fair amount of weight as a result. I wasn’t thrilled, but I wasn’t starving myself, unhappy or putting my body through pain so I didn’t mind. I was happy with my body and this dress was absolutely sublime.

This meant that the dress didn’t fit me. I was mortified and totally put on the spot in front of my friends. When asked if there was a bigger size available, the shop attendant sneered at us and before she walked away told us to “try sears”. Excuse me? This was for prom, the biggest night this side of college and you don’t go to any effort to help me, and just palm me off to a lower class store because that’s all I deserve?

Thin privilege is being able to get flattering dresses in your size

Thin privilege is being treated with respect by shop assistants

Thin privilege is being able to shop anywhere and not relegated to “cheap” stores

I ended up starving myself to fit in the dress. It was awful and painful, and while it made me look like a rockstar, it was an awful, painful experience

Thank you to the troll for finding this story from the movie mean girls. Ya’ll are boring but we appreciate you giving us submissions that relate to real things people go through due to fat stigma. -FBP

Thin privilege is going to a lingerie shop to buy something pretty to wear under your wedding dress, and not being directed to the shapewear by a skinny saleswoman who mimes fat rolls at her hips and tells you “it looks hideous, but it works miracles”.

How dare I be wider than a twig and still want to wear something lacy.

Possible TW for mention of BDSM? I know some people are bothered by that sort of thing…

This might be a really niche issue that not a ton of people will relate to… Thin privilege is finding fetish gear in your size.  I am a domme.  It makes me feel powerful and sexy.  But I cannot for the life of me find domme gear in my size! I recently found a corset that fits, but that’s about it.  There are so many gorgeous things I would love to wear if they would only go up to my size.  But everyone knows that fat girls don’t have sex, much less kinky sex.  No, who’d want to have sex with an empowered woman with delicious curves all over her body?

Pregnancy and thin privilege

Thin privilege is not being dumped into a higher-risk group and being told by your board-certified midwife that she has to make you see the doctor “at least once” during your pregnancy despite perfect blood pressure/sugars/iron/etc., healthy weight gain, a perfect baby on ultrasound, and a history of one previous uncomplicated vaginal delivery. All because of a certain BMI. (Note: I was “luckier” than most in that my midwife was understanding and apologetic, but her hands are tied because her certification is bound up in rules based on draconian obstetrical practices.) 

Thin privilege is not being told you have more of a chance of having Pitocin, an epidural, or a c-section because of your weight, despite (again) all evidence showing that you’re having a healthy pregnancy and proof that you’ve done it without needing interventions once before. 

Thin privilege is also being 31 weeks pregnant, as big as a house, and not having your hairstylist say, “You’re pregnant? Really?” and then, five minutes later, having a shopkeeper in the same mall ask if you’re sure there aren’t twins in there. 

Thin privilege is having your big, round basketball belly put on a pedestal of beauty, while the type of beautiful pregnant belly that grows on a fat person is either not even noticed or commented on like the person has “let herself go.” It’s having gorgeous, ethereal, half-nude maternity photos done of yourself without the worry of someone calling it anything but beautiful. 

Thin privilege is being able to buy stylish maternity clothes at reasonable prices, rather than having to shop from five different items in the largest size at a single maternity store. (Note: I’m a pre-preg size 24, which is not a terribly uncommon size.) It’s also being able to find a comfortable, beautiful nursing bra in your size. 

Sorry for the long post (this is my first!) but I’ve been getting pretty down lately because of this stuff. 

"One Size Fits Most"

I was at the local mall last night looking for a pair of tights. This is relatively easy for me because I have thin privilege (U.S. size 6-8). I found a pair that I liked, and I looked at the back of the package to see if a size was listed.

It said “one size fits most,” and I was like “huh, cool” until I saw the weight range. 90-160 pounds.

Are you kidding me?!

I weigh about 140, and I am HALF THE SIZE of the average woman in the United States… and people in the average size category often still have a high amount of thin privilege. If someone only 20 pounds heavier than me might not be able to fit into those tights, then they are far from “one size fits most.” This is absolutely ridiculous.

They need to change the label to “One Size Fits Members of a Very Limited Demographic That Our Fucked Up Society Has Made Elite For No Logical Reason.” Yep. That sounds more accurate.

Thin privilege is not getting excited about a special offer that involves an awesome Game of Thrones shirt only to discover that it only comes in two sizes that aren’t even close to your size.

Entertainment Weekly, “Male” and “Female” are not sizes. If you are only going to offer one size per what you think should fit “males” or “females” you could at least mention that in the advertisement you send out to all current subscribers up for renewal.

Mod note: edited to remove possibly offensive descriptions/language. -ATL

I love this blog. Unfortunately I have been brainwashed for so long that when it comes to me, I think it is too late and I will forever wait for the day I am thin and can finally start my life. Still I educate other people and point out their fat shaming or body policing. Two things happened last week:

1. On of my favorite people on tumblr, who usually runs a fandom blog, made a post about why there shouldn’t be a fat Disney princess. Of course she won the bullshit bingo with lots of words like “healthy”, “role models”, “active lifestyle” and “won’t somebody please think of the children?”

So I messaged her about it, told her that fat people can still be healthy, how it was important for kids to see a princess their body type in a Disney movie, how fat peole lead active lifestyles and how there is such a thing as ableism. Then I suggested she might educate herself and take a look at “thisisthinprivilege”. And then she told me wasn’t “priviledged thin” because she has to exercise a lot and work hard and is still not a size 0. 

The rest, of course, she just dismissed and told me I was not getting her point and why won’t I think of the children and Lilo and Stitch was a movie with fat people who were still active and that was great but someone like Lilo just can’t be a princess you see?

It just made me really sad. Still does, because I really liked her blog. Still do. But - why do people have to be so shaming when they don’t need to?

2. Last weekend my fat sister and fat mother took me, also fat, on a shopping trip because they hate my wardrobe. 

We visited a store for plus size clothing, which was just fine. But when we went trough the swim wear section my mom and sister picked out a size 26 bikini and STARTED TO MAKE FUN OF IT! They laughed and made “Ew” noises and when I pointed out we were fat people in a store for fat people they explained how fat people shouldn’t wear bikinis because no one wants to see that. 

My mom especially is really self-hating about her weight so it made me more sad than furious, and my sister loves fashion but is so embarred about her body she wears pants on the beach all the time. And there they are laughing at the thought of a person our size wanting to wear a bikini on the beach. 

Well, thank you for listening. I feel better now. And I hope at least my mom and sister can one day realize how to not shame people, including themselves, for being fat. 

It might not get published because it’s not exactly relevant but I have a small positive experience actually!

Okay so we know how getting nice clothes that look cute or sexy on our bodies is difficult, I usually have trouble just finding the right fit regardless of cute-itude. I know I am a small fat so I have it easier probably (size 22-24) but I went to Mall of America last week and I went into Macy’s with my thin friend who wanted to try stuff on, not expecting to find anything for myself. But she was adamant that I find clothes to try on and have fun too so we go to the “Macy woman” section and they had clothes up to XXXL! She picked some dresses for me to try on (I don’t own dresses because most of them in my size make me look like a tent, even though I love dresses) and one looked so good on me, for the first time in my life I felt beautiful and sexy in a dress! Obviously Macy’s isn’t cheap but when I told my friend how I felt with tears in my eyes, she told me that I deserved to buy that dress for myself, I might have to avoid spending money on unecessary things for a while but everytime I think about how good I feel in that dress I realize she was right and that it was absolutely worth every penny.

Today and several other times I couldn't get any clothes that suited me because they were all out of size smalls. What type of privilege is that?

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So they actually made clothing that you could put on your body but they didn’t have any? Thin privilege. 

Try harder,


"Couldn’t get any clothes that suited me" is fundamentally different from "couldn’t find any clothes that fit on my body.” 

Clothes that are too large can still be worn.  Clothes that are too small cannot.  

If you’re even smaller than the smallest small that they sell, you can buy the smallest size that’s there and wear it baggy, or you can have it taken in, or you can shop the children’s section. 

If you are larger that the largest large that they sell, you go home without any new clothes.  Period.  You can’t tailor small clothes to be bigger.  You can’t wear clothes that you physically can’t put on.

How is this so hard for thin people to comprehend?

Thin privilege is being able to wear leggings and yoga pants in school

Upon reading this article, I was disgusted but hardly surprised to see that this particular middle school is echoing what I had already witnessed to be true in my own middle school and high school. I think it’s a widespread trend in schools with a uniform or dress code that thin students are able to “get away” with wearing tighter clothing, but heavier students are almost inevitably punished for wearing equivalent things.

Quote from the article:

Just last week, a 7th grader with a curvy build came home upset about this.  She had worn an outfit with a skirt and leggings, and in the morning, a teacher had said to her, “Cute outfit.”  But then her homeroom teacher pulled her aside at the end of the day and said, “You know, another girl could get away with that outfit, but you should not be wearing that.  I’m going to dress code you.”  Juliet Bond and the child’s mom were discussing the incident, not certain if the message to the child was ‘you’re too sexy’ or ‘you’re too fat.’

The kids also report that the teachers have been discussing ‘appropriate body types for leggings and yoga pants and inappropriate body types for yoga pants and leggings.’

Bond says, “This is concerning because it is both slut shaming and fat shaming.  If a girl is heavy or developed, the message is that she cannot wear certain clothes.”  Neither is acceptable.  We should not be sexualizing kids, nor should we be making them feel that they can wear leggings as long as they remain stick thin.  Bond asks, “Why are the girls being pulled out of class to have assemblies on whether they are wearing the right clothes, while the boys remain in class, learning and studying?”

Just wondering if any one on here cares about stretch marks.

I know like almost everyone has them, but mine are so noticeable and red, people ask me if I’ve been whipped or scratched. I’ve tried pretty much every oil out there, even when I as slim I had them anyway.
It’s just there is such a cute crop top I found (and in my size 22!) so I’ve bought it, but I’m just so worried about people seeing the marks on me.
I don’t know, should I cover up, put make up on the marks or just go out and have fun in the top?

Mod comment:

I love my stretch marks! -MG

I work in retail and this isn’t my story, but it fits perfectly with this blogs message. 

Thin Privilege is needing a dress for a wedding and daring to think you can show up looking gorgeous. A youngish girl, about 15, came into the store I work at looking for a dress for a wedding. She was with her mother and it was their first time at our mall. Now our store only carries up to a size 10 (yes, really), and you could tell the girl was just about at her wits end. She looked beyond frustrated and shaken up at being turned away from every store. She said she had already tried the usual plus size stores in the mall. (Theres two. in the entire mall. yep. two.) She claimed that all the dresses were for grown women not a 17 year old girl who just wants a cute dress to show off her new hair cut and see the family she hasn’t seen in a year. She loved every dress we had but again there is no way we could make them work. I felt so helpless and angry for this girl and its complete and utter bullshit that with all the clothing designers and stores that she couldn’t find a dress. Let alone more than one so she could actually have some options. 

Trying on clothes when you’re skinny is absolute blast. You can mix and match fun outfits and put things together in new ways. We usually go with friends and dance and take stupid pictures. But my heart broke for this girl. Every teenager deserves the same amount of options. 

In our mall we have more stores strictly for “petite” girls than stores that sell higher than a size 12. 

I sincerely hope that blogs like yours get the message out there that this is ridiculous and nobody should be close to tears from dress shopping. 

A while back I had applied to be a lingerie model because I’ve always wanted to do some modelling, ever since I was a teen. I think I would be considered a small fat (Between sizes 8 - 11 US) and I had stepped out of my comfort zone enough to consider this and have pictures taken of me. The ad asked for women of all shapes and sizes and I thought this would be an awesome thing where I would be able to model pretty lingerie that fit me, but when I got the response back, I was told that my body type was only good for pictures or videos of a pornographic nature and I should try the adult industry if I wanted to get into modelling.

Thin privilege is not being told that your body type is only fit for the adult industry, to be seen as a fetish that needs to be hidden away from the general public.