Baby got Back

One of my least favorite clothing items to shop for is a button-down blouse. It's not that I don't like ladies' blouses; it's a matter of fit.

It's funny that I still even try these on. I'll see a nice blouse on the rack, carry it to the dressing room full of hope. But every time, the problem is the same: the back of the shirt looks absolutely ridiculous on me. The cut of these blouses makes me look like I have a constant pocket of air radiating out of my upper (and sometimes lower) back. I can almost picture the clothing company workers singing, in unison, "I like big backs and I cannot lie" as the machines churn out these shirts.

So many times I stand in the dressing room, looking at myself in the mirror from the front, feeling pretty good about the professional-looking image gleaming back at me. Then, I slowly rotate to check out the side view, and that's when blouse-backitis hits. The professional-looking woman now looks like some kind of clownish circus linebacker. It really is that goofy.

How many times do I see 'classic white blouse' listed as one of the must-have items in a woman's wardrobe? I guess I'll just keep searching...for the perfect back-of-the-blouse fit.