For some reason, I thought my chubby clothes would fit me forever. My tent-like tops, covering cardigans and ballooning britches had been with me for ages and I couldn’t imagine myself in anything else. Other than buying jeans a couple of months ago, I’ve stood fairly firm about not shopping for new clothing until all of the weight was gone. However, lately I’ve noticed more friends and family members silently signaling that my bra was showing, or that my pants were hanging past my underwear. Last night, while dancing in the living room with my daughters and future son-in-law, my pants fell down around my knees. I’d like to blame Katy Perry for the awesome beat in her latest song, but really the only person to blame is me for not wanting to give up my fat pants.
So today, after scouring the internet for deals and coupons and packing my to-go Optifast shakes, my hubby and I headed to the mall. Old Navy was our first stop. I’ve been overweight for a long time and many American stores only sell their plus-sized clothing online. Because of this, shopping in a store hasn’t brought me much success. I can’t tell you how incredible it felt to pick things off of the rack like everyone else and fill my shopping cart with tops, capris, shorts, skirts and dresses that all fit me. For the first time in at least 12 years, I was faced with the conundrum of what to choose from a whole slew of clothing. I know I overdid it. I ended up with three pairs of capris, one pair of shorts, one dress, one skirt, one pair of workout pants, three blouses, two cardigans, three tee-shirts, two French hens, and a partridge in a pear tree! The whole while my sweet husband pushed the cart, returned things that didn’t fit to their proper place, and dodged the crowds of Spring shoppers.
After Old Navy we hit up the shoe store and I found a new pair of sneakers, a pair of sandals, and some workout socks (that I’ll be hiding from my daughters)! Once we arrived home, I had a little fashion show for my daughters, and then took a nice walk through the neighborhood in my new workout pants and sneakers (I also wore a tee-shirt). Upon arriving home from my stroll, I found my dear, sweet, hubby snoring in his recliner. I wore the poor guy out today–darn those baggy pants!
Hope everyone has had a wonderful Saturday or Sunday. It was such a gorgeous day here! 🙂