For most of my life, I got dressed to take up less room.

I was a bigger woman — for a long time, the heaviest I’d ever been. And every shop told me the same thing. The lovely things, the ones with colour and shape, stopped at a size that was never going to be mine. What was left lived on a rail at the back, in navy and black, cut like somebody was trying to help me disappear. “Forgiving,” they called it — as if my body were something that needed forgiving.

So I did what a lot of us do. I bought whatever covered me, and I stopped looking in the mirror on the way out.

Five years ago, my parents finally talked me into opening the shop. I thought I was opening a knitwear store. What I was really doing was making the thing I’d spent thirty years failing to find for myself.

I’ve been on my own journey with my body since — some of it losing weight, all of it learning to live more kindly in the one I’m in. And here’s the part nobody told me, so I’ll tell you: you don’t have to wait until you reach some number to feel good in your clothes. You deserve to feel good in the body you’re standing in this morning.

So that’s what I make. Every piece here, by hand, with an actual woman in mind — not what looks good on a hanger. Each one cut for a real figure and graded properly for every size, S through 5XL, so the pattern lands where it should whether you’re just starting out or exactly where you want to be. The same lovely things, in your size, in the window instead of at the back.

This is me saying thank you. For five years, everything in the shop is 60% off.

Take your time. Look for the thing that makes you stop — and this time, let it be in your size.

Nancy Susan

Jackson Hole, Wyoming