The Man-of-My-Dreams decided that he was sick of watching me walk around in jeans that were falling off and flapping around.
So... I went to buy a new pair of jeans.
Shopping for clothes has never been something I enjoy very much, I can't stand the "Plus Size" clothes... for some reason the designers have decided that just because I have a big butt, I must want a big red flower across my chest, or horizontal stripes!! (((shudder))
Or... better yet!
Baby Doll shirts that make me look pregnant.
Don't forget the designers that think I should wear teenie-bopper-show-your-middrift-shirts.
Oh Yes.... THAT would look great on a fat chick!
It's frustrating to say the least!
When I entered the store to buy jeans, I was lost.
I mean.. I just lost 55lbs.. I didn't even know what size I was now.
Shhhhh! don't tell anyone, but thenlast jeans I bought (the ones I was wearing) were a size 24.
I grabbed a 22 and tried em on.
They were too big!
I went back and grabbed a 20.
Still too big!!
So I went back for a size 18.
Oh My Goodness!!! They fit perfectly!!!
If anything, They are a smidgen big!
I was in shock!!
The sales lady tried to get me to try on a 16, but I didn't dare!
I was thrilled with my 18's!
I am only buying one pair because soon, They will be too big too.
Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would have THAT problem!
Things are movin right along!
and I still haven't had my first fill yet!
Lucky Lucky me!
I wouldn't say it's been easy.
But it is definitely doable.
and it's GREAT!
2 years ago