It is not the first time we talk about women's bodies when they get pregnant and when they are already mothers. And it won't be the last, because the industry continues to pressure all women, young and not so young, to keep trying to be who they are not, and to aspire to be women who don't even exist, so retouched that the photos they show us are already.
Today we do it by mentioning Constance Hall, a woman well known for often speaking about her role as a mother, who a few days ago decided to show the world the curious moment in which he decided to accept that his body is no longer the one before pregnancy.
The day he went to buy a dress and felt offended
As he explains on his Facebook page, the anecdote happened one day that he went to buy a new dress. Apparently he was happily looking at some that seemed very nice, when the shop assistant approached him to kindly tell him that those dresses were size 6 and 8 (It would be the equivalent of our size 36 and 38), and that dresses from another sideboard would do better.
Offended, but keeping the guy (as she explains), he replied: "Well, perfect. I have a size 6".
And at that moment there was a strange moment in which the saleswoman knew she was lying, Constance knew that the saleswoman knew she was lying and "she knew that I knew she knew that I was lying ...". Come on, that in the middle of a strange silence, He took the dress of size 6 and took it to the counter just to show him how wrong he was by suggesting that he needed bigger clothes.
There he took the photo he shared later, the one you see above, trying to get into a dress that clearly didn't fit him, and that showed him that I could no longer wear the size of clothes I was wearing years ago, before being a mother.
But he chose to go out with his head high to tell the saleswoman that he would not keep it because "the color told me nothing."
Then the girl replied: "Oh, but you are one of those beautiful women that I would say suits any color ...".
"The idiot was not her, but me"
And there it was said this, that she was behaving as if the clerk was an idiot for trying to help her choose dresses according to her size, when it was she who had behaved as such, taking a dress away from her real size .
And it was not her, the girl in the store, who was being ashamed of her body, but herself feeling offended.
From this anecdote he drew a moral that he added at the end of his text:
No dress size is better than another.
It is YOUR BODY. You only have ONE.
Love it.
