It's weird to me...I have incredibly low self-confidence in most arenas in life, and I would think that clothing sizes would screw with my mind and emotions as much as numbers on the scale, but they never have. Maybe it's because I've been plus size nearly all of my life, and there seems to be an even bigger discrepancy between plus sizes than in standard sizes. I generally only get upset about sizing when there's something I'd like to buy, but there isn't a size available that fits (whether they're all too big or too small). I went to Australia this summer with a friend, and our luggage disappeared for a couple days. Going into stores, I'd just walk into a store and go to the kindest looking sales women and ask, "Honestly, do you carry anything that might fit me?" Turns out their sizes are similar to ours, but fits run small compared to standard American. My friend wouldn't buy a pair of jeans in size 18 because she refused to be above a 16 -her American size - even though she knew the measurements weren't compatible. She was uncomfortable in super tight jeans until our luggage arrived, and I honestly thought it was crazy...Personally, I'm just happy when I find something that looks flattering. I've even bought maternity tops before, and I remember being happy to find something that didn't cling to my belly. I did, however, cut out all the labels that said maternity... I suppose my "as long as it fits" logic only extends so far