When I was in Malaysia I went on a hunt to find Chinese dresses for my daughters. I was determined to bring the traditional chinese dress, called a cheongsam, home to my girls. And I thought I should get one too. That way we could all 3 wear them and maybe go out to dinner or something.
So my Uncle Ronnie and Aunt Irene take us to shop in KL. I walked into a shop with cheongsams hanging everywhere. I told the woman working there that I was looking for 3 dresses. Two for my little girls and one for me. She said "I don't think we have any that will fit you, we only have double-x-L." She was so polite. So sweet as she told me that I was a humongous amerasian heifer who could not be fit into regular clothes. I politely asked "is there a big-and-tall-and-fat-american/asian store around here?"
Here is a picture of what I brought home...
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