Whenever I talk about how much I hate pants, the first question my fellow fats or otherwise big-thighed folks tend to ask is, “But what do you do in the summer?” Because I wear dresses all season long, without any issues, and given the the generous state of my legs, I must be some kind of thigh-whispering chub-rub-defying wizard.
This year, I decided to attempt a list of chub rub solutions, as comprehensive as I could make it. And I would try everything on it. For an absurd number of years now, my preferred chub-rub deterrent has been my meticulously maintained collection of seamless undershorts that plus-size chain Avenue stopped making ages ago. They’re boring, but they’re comfortable and they wear like iron, a fact I can testify to given that some of my shorts are 10 years old and still in fantastic shape. Still, I figure it’s probably time to expand my thigh-protection game, since they won’t last forever.
There will be no shapewear in this list. You know that shapewear exists already. You can wear Spanx in 90-degree weather if you want, and I am not going to judge you. Well, I might wonder about you a little. But if you want to cook your poor legs like human chorizos then I will defend your right to do it. Just know there are non-sausage options out there for you.