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My American Size Doesn't Fit in My Asian Clothes I went out with my mom one night to the Asian plaza that was a little ways down from our house. I felt so humiliated. Here I am with my mom, in this Vietnamese store, and in Vietnamese she is explaining to me what translates to, ÒHoney, you got too much junk in the trunk.Ó Being an Asian American woman means having a standard that is incredibly thin, weighing maybe 100 pounds, being small, and meek. Being5'5 is considered tall. It is out own version of unrealistic Barbie doll ideas of beauty. The ideal standards of beauty in the two cultures: American and Asian, are both equally harsh and virtually impossible for most of us to live up to, but at least there is room for the plus sized woman in American textile markets. As a Vietnamese woman shopping in Vietnamese stores, I feel I am not Asian enough to shop in those stores, because I am too big for their sizes. Their standard of what an Asian woman should look like is an attack on my sense of self. Your question might be ÒWhy not shop at another store? Wouldn't it be easier?Ó I feel that I can so I do, but why should I have to? I knew I gained a little weight, but this situation at the store was horrible. As I remember it, I used to be a medium in Vietnamese standards. I still am in American sizes. I am a 21-year-old woman, 5'7,and weighing maybe 130 pounds. This size is considered an average proportion for American women. But by Vietnamese fashion standards, those dimensions are definitely not medium. In Vietnamese fashion sizes, a medium size is designed for a young girl of perhaps 12 to 15 years of age in sizes for the average American women. People generally have smaller body structures in Asia, or namely Vietnam, but that leaves us Asian-Americans who are not so ÒsmallÓ or fit, stuck. At the store, I was left thinking, ÒWhat am I going to do?Ó There has to be some place of for us average Asian-American female folks who want to fit still shop at clothing stores of our cultures without having to wear the ÒXLÓ tag, if there are any clothes at all that fit us. I was humiliated and enraged at the time, being I did not want to come to believe that I was obese, because I am not. I do not want to go on a diet. I do not want to join a gym. However, in the end, I guess there was nothing to do, so I did buy those pants. My mom shouting, ÒHer butt's too big!Ó didn't help either. I do not generally shop at Asian stores as I did when I was younger, but I will continue because I am not going to let the fashion industry make me feel bad for wanting clothes that from my culture. After we left, and I told me cousin the story, she comforted me by saying, ÒDon't be ashamed . Booty is a beautiful thing.Ó Click here for more:
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