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Things That Make You Go HMMMMM - #19

I was on the website Zulily.com yesterday.  I don't know if you have ever looked at it, but, it's really, really, really cool.  It's kind of like Etsy - a bunch of different little stores and boutiques go to this site and try and sell their wares at a discounted price.  I found a site with purses on it - and I bought one.  I hope it's as gorgeous when I get it as what I saw on the website.  Especially since it was claimed to be about $150 retail and I got it for a lot less than that.

But, while I am perusing this site and looking at a bunch of adorable things.  I found this site that had pajamas on it.  I was just looking - but, I found this set of PJs that I thought would be really adorable in San Diego when we go in a couple of months.  So I bring it up and look and think, "I should so buy these".  So I click on it, and they have my size available - yes, I'm an XL.  Chubby old lady.  I get pretty excited and I wonder how they size it.  Nothing like buying something and then it doesn't fit - not like there is a virtual fitting room.  I notice there is a size chart - so I click.

In what insane world is an 8-10 an extra large?

Sorry to shout it.  But how insane is that?  Why should any woman or girl feel like they are extra large if they are a size eight???  That is absolutely crazy to me!!!  They apparently don't carry my size, the old 20XL.


HMMMMMM
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