My sister was this delusional in highschool. She bought a pair of size 13 shorts (mega fat for the time and only available in 'certain' stores) and they barely zipped. She wore them rollerskating and had an extreme blowout. She mooned her entire class and a children's birthday party. Those poor shorts actually ripped from the base of the front zipper all the way to the back waistband. You'd think she would have learned her lesson but she did a similar thing in college with leather pants. So many fat people obsess with the number on the label. It's mind boggling that the number trumps any embarrassment that arises from how ill-fitting the clothing is.