Fangirlishness: The Young Ones

This TV-show was made in the same year as I was born (eek) but I watched it when I was a bit older than zero years old. And I loved it. At the time, I could hardly decide whether it was Neil or Vyvyan that I liked best. Now that I have Kazaa-lite, ofcourse I had to have the duet they sang with Cliff Richard - Living Doll.

( Living Doll Lyrics )

Mom named one of her cats after Neil the hippie! But I think I love Vyvyan best, he's a real riot.
Vyvyan: "I myself have three pairs of socks, and three pairs of knickers. That means I've only worn them... 269 times each since the last wash."

Vyvyan: "Neil, is it really necessary to nail the plates to the table? What happens when we want to play Monopoly? Go directly to plate? Do not pass plate nailed to the table by a stupid hippie?"
From:IMDB

Stumbling into patterns again and again.

I hate the fashion industry. But I love making clothes. How opposite. Normally I just rant about fashion dolls and their erect nipples, the current standards of fashion and how everyone should have anorexia. The reason I hate them today is the following.

NoKey and I had bought a Burda Magazine which is a magazine featuring patterns every month. Now, in this Burda (a German company, I believe) there is a sizes-table which tells you if your boobs are x big you have a size j. If your hips are y big you have a size e. For example, I measuremed my chest which gave me a nice 102 centimeters. The table told me I'm a size 22-23. Okay. I measured my hips, 117 cm, and the table said 'oh you're a size 24-25'. Okay. No problems there. I wanted to make a top and a jacket and a pair of neat trousers. So I would just make the top and jacket in size 23, and the trousers in size 25. Let's just ignore that this company makes patterns only for people of an average height of 160 (30 cm short for me, yes)...and continue with the story.

Then I turn back to the page with the patterns. I blinked. And then I looked at the rest of the patterns. I blinked once more. Then I turned to the front of the magazine when the first lightening bolts emerged from the dark clouds that had gathered over my head.
The Magazine apparantly only features sizes 17-21. Which calculated back is I think from a size 34-40 in Dutch sizes, maybe 4-10 in UK sizes.

I hate hate hate hate the fact that excusez-le-mot fat people (IN their fucking eyes, yes!) are not even allowed to make their own fucking clothes! I mean, never mind that society spits on us and we can hardly ever find clothes in normal stores so that we have to resort to making our own stuff. Just keep up the white collar idiocy and spit us out of the DIY scene as well.
Honestly, if I ever ever ever get my own clothing line going for real I will only produce clothing for sizes 44 and larger!

BIG IS BEAUTIFUL; WE HAVE CURVES!