I was standing at the front door of the store last night when I noticed a Saudi lady, probably in her early thirties, as she passed by me.
She was walking lightly, touching with her fingers the fabrics of the clothes displayed at the front gondolas. She proceeded to a carcase where a white shirt embroidered with different hues of flowers that I assumed she’d seen when she entered the shop.
She stood infront of that particular item, took a deep breath while her eyes were focused at the details of the embroidered flowers; felt the fabric with her fingertips and then walked around… then out of the store.
I felt her enthusiasm once she was inside the store; sensed her desire to wear that shirt probably in a night out with her friends and yes, I can symphatize with her when she walked out of the store frustrated.
No, she has the money to buy that shirt but she doesn’t have the body that would fit in that shirt.
Obesity is now a cause of alarm to health practitioners. I am obese as well, I know that and I admit that but no matter how hard I try to lose weight, it keeps on finding me.
That lady might be around size 30+++, too bad that the biggest we have with Next is only Size 20. It is a common “source of pain and disappointment” among women here in the KSA and I can tell that by having daily interactions with our customers. Many women would look for the nicest dress and the dreaded question would be “Fi magas akbar?”
Either you answer:
a. “Mafi”, Size 20 is the biggest size that we have (politely).
b. “Mafi”, you should try to check the items at Evans (suggestive selling).
But, they would insist on finding the biggest size; buy Size 20 items and refund it after 30 minutes.
I’m not sure if Next in UK is selling sized bigger than Size 20; they should launch that in Saudi Arabia.
Trivia:
1. After a group of ladies enter the shop, try checking all the items at each arm of the gondolas and carcases and you will see all the biggest sizes in front.
2. The fastest moving size for ladies wear is Size 14, the slowest? Size 8. That’s why during the sale season, Filipino wives are trooping the stores because we have the sizes that would fit them.
3. In an average, a lady who would buy a Size 14 item would have to exchange the item twice until she settles to a size 18.
I remember about 7 years ago, I was also in that same predicament.
Before my gallbladder was removed, I was a walking refrigerator. It was difficult also for me to find a shirt that would fit me.
One time, I was with my friend Vanessa and I was supposed to buy a white shirt for the sales rally of my previous company. We searched the whole mall in vain trying to find a XXL Shirt (after the operation I am now size XL… and growing…. and growing… and growing!)
First we entered Penshoppe at NE Pacific Mall and Vanessa asked the sales lady:
“Miss, may T-shirt kayong white?”
“Ay meron po, para sa inyo ma’am?”
“Ay hindi, sa kanya” then she pointed at me.
The sales lady exclaimed “Ay wala po kaming plus size!”
Next stop: Bench.
Vanessa again, “Miss, my t-shirt kayo na white?”
“Meron po, anong size nyo ma’am?”
“Ay hindi sa akin, sa kanya.”
Again when the sales lady saw me, “Ay wala po magkakasya sa inyo dito!”
Huh? These stores were not obese friendly!
Final stop, Dickies.
Now, it’s my turn to ask the question.
“Miss, ano ang pinakamalaki ninyong size ng white t-shirt na kakasya sa akin?”
“Meron po kami XXXL!”
Since then I’d been a Dickies fan.
It’s very humiliating to shop around and ask that question but hey, what can I do? My genes were defective that’s why I didn’t had the body of Conan the Barbarian.
Recalling that scene with the lady feeling the garments maybe hoping to wear the nicest dresses someday made me realize that we are really raising an obese generation (including me) and that steps must be made to resolve this, personally.
I mean, even the food price hike could not stop me from eating Qanta ice cream; I tried exercising but I easily get tired (Reminder: Hypertension, Gout and LVH); I dieted but failed (no rice, after six, low carb, low salary, working at Next); and the last resort that I did: “Eat whatever I wanted to eat and rationalize that I am going to live only once and pray to God that the foods I eat would give me strength!”
Amen.
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