Thanks for all your lovely messages, today I’m feeling much better thank you…today it’s just my brain that hurts after a particularly taxing day with work stuff but then that’s not that unusual!
So earlier on I was admiring a dress that my friend from work is thinking of buying – she’s crazy about dresses in the same way I’m crazy about handbags – the picture of it was lovely. It’s a style and cut that would really suit her, and the sort of colour she wears so it ticked every box. Well, all except the one minor detail, where it wasn’t actually available in her size. Worse than that in fact, it wasn’t made in her size at all. It only went up to two dress sizes smaller than she needs.
I think it’s going to turn into a ‘one day’ purchase…hands up who else does that? I’ve had to put my hands down again so I can type, but if I had a pound for every time I’ve bought something two sizes too small because it would fit me soon, I could retire to the Bahamas. My wardrobe is full of such outfits. Some of them are now out of fashion, and some of them are uber trendy, but only because they’ve gone out of fashion and hung around so long they’re now back in again without ever having made it out of the wardrobe.
My friend is trying to lose weight so it might just work as an incentive and you know what, it’s fine to have one or maybe two outfits like that…me, I could open a shop.
Did a skinny string bean ever say right, so I’m a size eight but that dress is only available in a size six so I’m going to buy it and then diet till it fits me? I highly doubt it. Or, I’m an eight but that dress I want is only available in a twelve, so bring on the hobnobs? Of course not.
It’s fat girl thinking in it’s purest form. I’ve even branched out to shoes and more especially boots. A couple of years ago whilst I was on holiday with my friend, I bought a pair of thigh boots in zebra print with 4 inch heels. We ladies of a certain age love animal prints don’t you know, and they were – still are – very very foxy.
However. On a 300lb body..? I don’t think so do you? I’ve taken them out of their box numerous times just to admire them, but in my head they were a ‘one day’ purchase, aka I might be able to wear them one day, on all those nights out in Skinny Town. I’m still struggling to imagine what kind of occasion would warrant the thigh high zebra boots look, but hey you never know, right? Better to have a pair just in case.
Sadly, the number in front of my age has gone up a notch since that particular purchase and so by the time I’m the right shape to wear them I’ll probably have passed that brief window of opportunity.
Or will I…?
