If this is what men go through, I can’t imagine what women experience.
Waistlies of the Day: Esquire’s Style Blog investigates the discrepancy between what major labels pass off as size 36 dress pants versus their actual size.
I’ve never been slim — I played offensive line in high school — but I’m no cow either. (I’m happily a “Russell Crowe” body type.) So I immediately went across the street, bought a tailor’s measuring tape, and trudged from shop to shop, trying on various brands’ casual dress pants. It took just two hours to tear my self-esteem to smithereens and raise some serious questions about what I later learned is called “vanity sizing.”