Yeah, so this is a maternity dress. And I knew it was a maternity dress when I found it. I was in the maternity section of H&M. A while back I stumbled into it without realizing what it was, where I found an amazing pair of shorts that fit me so well. It had a big elastic waistband that contained everything nicely. Once I saw the tag and realized they were maternity I got sheepish and didn't buy them. And have regretted it ever since.
Why let labels get you down? I used to see my happiness rise and fall with the size of my clothes tag. When I was small enough to fit into a medium, I'd be estatic. When I don't even fit into an XL at a store, I get depressed. And when maternity clothes fit me better than regular styles, I felt ashamed.
But in my journey to body acceptance, i've come to realize the number, or label on a tag is no indication of the person within the tag. Plus sizes are always so out of whack anyways. I have two sweaters from gap, one is a small, one is an XXL. They fit the same. I look equally awesome in both of them. So now I just wear what I like, regardless of what it's label says. And I feel a lot better for it.
Yes, I realize that at 5'9 maybe this dress isn't a dress but rather a tunic instead. And I am well aware (and a supporter) of leggings not being pants. It felt okay wearing this outfit, but seeing this picture makes me think "hmmm, maybe this is a little bit on the short side...." shorter then I usually go, but my leggings are completely opaque, so it's not like I was giving the milk away for free or anything. I don't even drink milk.
Dress: H&M, Belt: Thrifted, Leggings: Addition Elle