People around the holidays amaze me with their generosity and good will. My students were very good to me this year, and some of my presents included gift certificates to Amazon. Being the obsessed dancer/yogi that I am, I used my Christmas money to order a couple prenatal yoga books, a cleanse system, and a pair of yoga pants. When I got the pants in the mail, I was shocked and disappointed in society. I ordered a size medium and they were too big for me. Now, for some people this is a major win, but it just left me with a bad taste in my mouth. I’m 5’4″, about 130 pounds with some decent muscle. I don’t consider myself tiny. I work with a girl who is tiny, and if I’m not a medium, I have no idea what size she would fit in. I had a similar experience with some clothes my sisters bought me from Old Navy for Christmas. A couple shirts, size medium, too big for me. What makes this worse is that I have another shirt, size medium, from Old Navy that I got maybe 2 years ago. When I compared my old shirt with my new ones I discovered that the new mediums were 4 INCHES LARGER! 4 inches is a huge difference when it comes to women’s clothing. Are we really that uncomfortable with ourselves that we need to have vanity sizing that is that drastic? I’m not advocating obesity or anorexia, but is it possible to love the size that you actually are? Look deep into your soul and think about whether or not a number on a tag is really impacting your life.