Mags arrived safe and sound from London, England yesterday. I took today off from work and the two of us have had the grandest time. We went shopping. We went girlie shopping. We shopped in a way that would have made Trinny and Susannah proud.
We tried on multiple styles of jeans and pants and shirts and sweaters and all kinds of stuff. I spent way too much money. But I have some clothes that actually fit me now. Imagine that. Clothes that work with my body type. In colors that go with my skin tone and hair.
The next step is to go through my closet and throw out the clothes that I've had in there forever that don't suit me. Because I'm not going to replace them if I can just keep on wearing them. And I'm sick and tired of using my weight as an excuse for not buying new clothes. Yes, I'm trying to get healthier. But it's going to take me a long time to get thin(ner). And I'm tired of looking frumpy until then. That's not the way to live in the moment. I need clothes that look good and flatter now.
Who knows... maybe if I dress like I care, I will actually care. And if I feel good about the way I dress, I'll start to feel good about the way I look and maybe, just maybe, I'll feel good about me then.
