It is mind-boggling to me that vanity sizing is somehow comforting to the feelings of whales. How can something you know is a lie be comforting? Maybe it's because I'm not an idiot, but I know that wearing a size labeled S, XXL, or size watermelon wouldn't make a difference in how I actually look. Being fat would. Eventually the clothes come off and no lie on a clothing label is going to change anything about your appearance, on or off.