Statistically speaking, my size does not exist. Not in pants, not in shirts. I can get away with it in casual clothing by always wearing very baggy shirts and jeans. My last five summer jobs (that is, all of the jobs I’ve ever had) allowed for shorts and t-shirts. BBN rather unsurprisingly has a bit of a dress code.
Anyway, this afternoon I got very frustrated. I think if I actually wants clothing to fit right, I’m going to have to go for tailored, but I don’t think I’ll be making enough money to justify that affectation.
The problem: I apparently have a tall pelvis. That is, I need more cloth along the distance from the top end of the inseam to the waistband. I wear a 32-32 low on my waist, but what I really need is a 32-30 with the two inches reallocated to the front of the pants. These hypothetical pants would still have their cuffs in the same position.
Did I mention that even this sub-optimal size is very difficult to find in a department store? I couldn’t find any navy slacks in that size. There were plenty in, say, 38-30. America is FAT.
Also, there are no ectomorphic shirts. I wear a 15.5/34-35, which if you’re unfamiliar with men’s sizes means a fifteen and a half inch circumference in the collar and a 34-35 inch length in the sleeve from the shoulder to the cuff. This size is also hard to find. On top of that, there are at least 8 inches of extra fabric around the torso, which causes lots of bunching when I tuck the shirt in. This is why I never tuck in even my nicer polo shirts.
So yeah. Grrr.