Chest :
Measure under your arms, around the fullest part of the your chest.
Waist :
Measure around your natural waistline, keeping the tape a bit loose.
Hips :
Measure around the fullest part of your body at the top of your leg.
SIZE
BUST
WAIST
HIP
XS
34
28
36
S
36
30
38
M
38
32
40
L
40
34
42
XL
42
36
44
XXL
44
38
46
Note: To-Fit Denotes Body Measurements in Inches*
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