And someone has never heard of a tailor
There’s this issue. A sensitive issue. A blight really.
I’m not sure there’s a delicate way to bring this up but its a topic that should discussed with frankness and maturity.
It’s called ‘muffin top‘ (and no we’re not talking about delightful baked goods) and it’s a plague. A pandemic. A very big problem.
A few years ago it seemed restricted to the 13-23 year old female population of this country, so I didn’t do much more than make the sign of the evil eye and avert my gaze. But now it’s infecting women my age, and I’m concerned, horrified, appalled, filled with fear and dread.
The cause of muffin top seems to be that women are no longer aware that they can buy clothing which fits some areas (namely the butt or waist areas whichever needs more room) and take them to this person called a tailor, or (gasp) an alterations seamstress. Seriously. Honestly. Hand on heart sincerely.
For as little as $10 a muffin top tragedy can be averted and pants can be cut and hemmed to the right length. All it takes is $10 and the will to survive, or at least the desire to live a somewhat normal life, and about an hour.
I bring this up because my neighbors teenage daughter has been a long time muffin top sufferer, but more recently this trend has affected her mother. Its so sad– now muffin top has infected a whole family.
I don’t know what I as a neighbor can do to help these poor people, so instead of maturely addressing my neighbor, woman to woman– I have decided to blog about it and expose the truth. Tailors (and perhaps some moderate diet and exercise) are the only known cure.
It’s like women have never heard of full length mirrors.
Very true Jan. I know they have mirrors in the stores– I’ve seen them in the dressing rooms.