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Not So Dead From Shopping
Nov. 24th, 2010 09:43 pmWell, my aunt wasn't kidding about the shopping. I now have four new outfits, three new bras, a new pair of shoes, and a new handbag. I'm still in a state of sudden acquisition shellshock, I think. (But luckily not financial shock, since my aunt paid for everything. I think this is my Christmas present. And my birthday present.)
A dress! I actually let myself be talked into buying a dress! I haven't willingly worn anything that wasn't pants since I graduated high school - I even convinced my grandmother that it was totally reasonable for me to wear nice jeans to the opera - but I've been reading all these![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fatshionista posts where girls are rocking awesome skirts/dresses/tights combos and then we found this totally adorable cable-knit dark blue dress and I just couldn't resist. So tomorrow when we go to their friends' house for Thanksgiving dinner I am going to be wearing my new and only dress with my new black leggings and some cute black leather flats. I've also got two business-casual cardigan-style tops, one purple and one grey and dark pink argyle, and a more professional looking slacks and jacket outfit for job interviews or whatever. I had to give up the black pinstripe trousers though, for which I am still sad. I love pinstripes beyond all logic and reason.
Somewhere along the way I seem to have lost another size without noticing it - all of the tops we got were an XL, and I tried a few Ls and at least one medium that I could fit into, and apparently I can now wear size 16 pants. That's definitely new! It's kind of...hmm. The reason I call the not-a-diet a not-a-diet is because it's about changing the way I think about and interact with food and my body, not about losing weight or restricting myself, because I've tried doing it that way and it sucked. I've been slowly trying to talk my family around to the idea that it is possible to be healthy and still be fat, and that healthy, not skinny, is the goal here. But I'd be being disingenuous if I said I wasn't happy with finding out that I can fit into smaller pants than I could in the spring. I just want to be able to find nice clothes that fit me without a whole bunch of extra hassle, okay?
That said...I'm really glad my not-a-diet isn't a diet, because I just finished baking an amazing looking chocolate pecan tart, and my aunt is making her infamous rolls, and my aunt and uncle's friends are making turkey and mashed potatoes and more pie and guys, I cannot wait for all of the epic eating that is going to go on tomorrow. I know from Thanksgivings past that A makes an artichoke dip that is well worth fighting for.
Happy almost Thanksgiving!
A dress! I actually let myself be talked into buying a dress! I haven't willingly worn anything that wasn't pants since I graduated high school - I even convinced my grandmother that it was totally reasonable for me to wear nice jeans to the opera - but I've been reading all these
fatshionista posts where girls are rocking awesome skirts/dresses/tights combos and then we found this totally adorable cable-knit dark blue dress and I just couldn't resist. So tomorrow when we go to their friends' house for Thanksgiving dinner I am going to be wearing my new and only dress with my new black leggings and some cute black leather flats. I've also got two business-casual cardigan-style tops, one purple and one grey and dark pink argyle, and a more professional looking slacks and jacket outfit for job interviews or whatever. I had to give up the black pinstripe trousers though, for which I am still sad. I love pinstripes beyond all logic and reason.Somewhere along the way I seem to have lost another size without noticing it - all of the tops we got were an XL, and I tried a few Ls and at least one medium that I could fit into, and apparently I can now wear size 16 pants. That's definitely new! It's kind of...hmm. The reason I call the not-a-diet a not-a-diet is because it's about changing the way I think about and interact with food and my body, not about losing weight or restricting myself, because I've tried doing it that way and it sucked. I've been slowly trying to talk my family around to the idea that it is possible to be healthy and still be fat, and that healthy, not skinny, is the goal here. But I'd be being disingenuous if I said I wasn't happy with finding out that I can fit into smaller pants than I could in the spring. I just want to be able to find nice clothes that fit me without a whole bunch of extra hassle, okay?
That said...I'm really glad my not-a-diet isn't a diet, because I just finished baking an amazing looking chocolate pecan tart, and my aunt is making her infamous rolls, and my aunt and uncle's friends are making turkey and mashed potatoes and more pie and guys, I cannot wait for all of the epic eating that is going to go on tomorrow. I know from Thanksgivings past that A makes an artichoke dip that is well worth fighting for.
Happy almost Thanksgiving!