I’ve been shopping for clothes. I swear my waist size expands two inches every time I step inside the dressing room door. In my mind, I’m the same size I was in high school: Twiggy thin with terrific, long, shapely legs.
However, the Dillard’s dressing room mirror indicates I’m now more akin to Humpty Dumpty with thighs that have migrated south, puddling just below my knees.
The things that fit make me feel like a frumpy old matron instead of the hot broad I am inside. But if I dress to please that broad, I end up looking like a ten dollar hooker.
After two hours of shopping, sweating, and cussing, I bought one item–an unsweetened iced tea at McAlister’s. It fit perfectly.
Peace, people!
Praying for Eyebrowz 
How’s that diet going?
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Painfully slow.
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Oh dear, you could try catching the 24 hour flu, I hear you can lose quite a bit of weight on that diet…..
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I am so embarrassed to say that had crossed my mind.
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I can’t believe we know the same weight loss trick! Cool!
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me too, but i’ve found a few places that have heifer sizes in actual cute clothes. Zulily has different things all the time, and several of the things they have come in my size. dillards, macy’s, kohls. you have to hunt at those, but there are a few things. you’d think that as hard as it is to find things that i like AND that fit, i’d rarely go shopping. oh no. I take it as a personal challenge. Rick wishes i wouldn’t!
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I just get discouraged.
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