Fall is coming. So for me and my women friends, there is only one thing that is worth doing over the weekend. Shopping!!! Hey come on... we need the perfect clothes for the season, don't we? We know we are blessed to be beautiful and sexy plus size women!

So this past weekend, my friends and I decided to go shopping. We were hunting for the perfect outfit, and when we arrived at the mall, we headed right for the plus size department. I saw the most beautiful simple yet sexy dress in the most fascinating grey. I could not seem to take my eyes off of it. Most women would choose black and white colors for the fall, but when I saw this dress, I thought to myself, I should wear shades of in between.

So, I grabbed the dress before anyone else could grab it and went over to the fitting rooms. When I saw my reflection in the mirror, I saw a sexy woman looking back at me. I imagined my husband looking at me with approval and well you know, I decided I was worth it. I decided to buy the dress. I headed over to the cashier, and when I reached the cashier, I found the dress was a bit expensive (I never bothered to look at the price tag). When I imagined my husband looking at me with approval (and well you know!), I decided I was worth it.

The media has its own way to possess our mind with a lot of paradigm seed, regardless of its possibilities to do us good or bad. We have the ability to push ourselves to the best to pick "which thought is good for us". I just read this article about "How Women Should Act When Their Men are Just Beyond Our Radar". Each word tells more and more of stylish 'women empowerment', but one line tickles my senses. It is said that "size shouldn't matter that much". The moment I read this is the moment of this little mystification!

The fact of the matter is that I'm a big woman of plus size. If I wasn't, I wouldn't concern myself on this 'size doesn't matter' thing. I looked at my clothes hanging outside my closet comparing them to those skinny model images. I was like: "whatever, size does matter". Not that I'm being skeptical on how attractive big women are, but I have this idea of what men really see. So one day, I walk into a giant shopping center in the city, and I see a man with a big wife. He was pushing the cart (like men should do) and his eyes flirted to a hot lady passing by. I saw that immediately. So this means to me, 'size does matter' regardless of how much.

It is not like I'm skeptical and look down on myself, but it's just a way of accepting what's surrounding us.