Standing tall at 4 feet 10 inches, it's a unique challenge when it comes to dressing stylishly. The struggle was an is real. Dress shopping? Off the peg? Ha! Those never fit right. The waist was always too low, sitting on my hips, refusing to fasten. It used to leave me feeling out of sync, questioning if the problem was me, not the dresses.
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Early on, I learned the art of shortening trousers and jeans. Rolling them up? Nope, it just made matters worse, accentuating my petite frame in a less-than-flattering way.
My stint at a department store opened my eyes—childrenswear was my unexpected refuge. Sure, I might have looked like an overgrown schoolgirl, but hey, at least it fit. But I still struggled to look effortlessly stylish.
That's when I turned to sewing. It became my haven, a space where clothes hugged my form rather than drowned it (although I admit, there were a few sewing mishaps along the way).
Fashion changes, and so did my struggle. Loose, relaxed styles took centre stage, but for me, they felt like I was lost in yards of fabric, drowning in oversized clothes.
Then life took a turn—children came along. Suddenly, washable clothes were the holy grail, and style took a back seat to the joys of motherhood. But my passion for sewing endured, branching into patchwork and quilting, teaching me precision and skill.
Once the kids flew the nest, I ventured back into retail, delving deeper into the fashion realm. I took myself down to London to learn more about the magic of colour and style on a woman's confidence.
Each store brought its challenges, some more daunting than others, but the experience was invaluable. One store, I worked in was specifically for taller women, and oh, the comments! Derogatory, sometimes downright nasty. But hey, rising above the noise became a skill, and a sense of humour—slightly twisted, some might say—was my ally.
Just when I thought I had it all figured out, the menopause kicked in, changing the rules yet again. Suddenly, I wasn't just petite; I had a tummy to contend with. Who knew our bodies could be this unpredictable?
Then came the adventures of internet dating—oh boy! First dates became a puzzle of what to wear—professional, sexy, or just smart? Some dates led to sequels, others, well, let's just say they made for good anecdotes (like the guy who brought bags of flour instead of flowers! He thought it was hilarious).
Yes, I'm a stylist, but I'm human too. Bad hair days, makeup mishaps—we all have them. But through it all, I've learned that being petite has its challenges, yet they can be overcome. And that's precisely what I'm here to do—help you look and feel your best, regardless of the fashion odds.
If you're eager to discover how to embrace your petite frame, look younger, slimmer, and more put together, let's connect.
Together, we'll unveil the style that's uniquely you.
Chris x
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