The good news is, my clothes are getting way too big.
The bad news is, my clothes are getting way too big.
So I have nothing to wear.
It's no biggie around the house - sweats are sweats. The biggest problem is at work. I am in management. I am in Corporate Services, which means I am expected to get out in front of the community.
One of the gifts of fat is that when I walk into a room, everyone notices me. I want them to say "Wow -- look at that confident, chic, beautiful woman" not "Geez lady, you look like an unmade bed".
When your clothes don't fit -- whether they are too large or too small -- you lack polish. Nothing says "I am not worthy" like someone who won't buy cute clothes until they reach a size 10. I am finding that it also works the other way around. Nothing says "Yes. I've dropped a few dress sizes but I am not sure how long I can keep this up" like walking around in baggy clothes.
So. . . .I will go shopping. With my birthday and Christmas money. Hint hint. Until then, I am wearing the same 3 pieces over and over and over and over. And over.
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