Today I stood in a changing room and I cried... I cried because everything I took into that little room fit me, and looked good, and was not off the 'plus size' rack. Today I cried tears of joy.
I decided that today was the day to go shopping because I was seriously struggling to find things to wear everyday for work. I am so grateful that for the past month I have been getting by on some hand-me-downs from Mel & Cass, and thank goodness for them because all my old clothes are just too big now.
My budget wouldn't allow me to go out and buy a whole new wardrobe, and because I don't intend on staying this size for long (just passing through) I decided that the Op shop was a good place to start.
Some of the clothes Cass had given me were a size 14 and I was fitting them comfortably, so I choose 6 items to try on, all the while my mind was telling me that I was a fraud, and 'who do I think I am trying a size 14?' ....My mind keep making me glance back at the 16-18's and tried to tell me that I should be shopping there.
All of the items fit! 2 tops weren't flattering, but the rest were really nice, so I left the store with 4 new (secondhand/vintage) items for $27. I could no longer deny it.... I AM A SIZE 14.
|Some of my new wardrobe, and bargains.|
Later we went to Westfield and I was on a mission for a few household items, but I found myself browsing a few racks, and I had to keep reminding myself that I can now look in shops like Valley Girl & Ally, because I am a size 14. Last time I looked in these stores, I was looking for things for my daughter because I had no hope of anything fitting me.
This is going to cause problems... I 'thought' I didn't really enjoy clothes shopping, but it turns out that I just didn't enjoy not finding anything when I tried.... and now, I'm feeling excitement about shopping again.
My husband is probably shaking in his boots now!