Large or extra-large

How would you like your bag of chips? Pears and apples wait in queue

- Shinie Antony

What is the one thing we fear the most – being mugged, walking out of home without pants on, falling for the wrong person? Putting on weight is the correct answer. Oh, the agony of being alone in a changing room, screaming silently at the three mirrors around you because nothing you picked off the racks fits you. That moment when you go to the next size – from small

to medium or medium to large or large to extra-large – is accompanied by thunder and lightning. You don’t forget the day or time. No one can fat-shame you more than an outfit that refuses to contain you.