Since I have dropped a size in the past month or so I am faced with a dilemma. I am doing well at keeping my current size but I absolutely dreaaaaad the weekend shopping escapades that most of my like minded female friend enjoy quite a bit. I do not enjoy trying on clothes. This is a feeling I have become friends with because #1, I don't shop much anymore and #2 I buy all my clothes on eBay. But this weekend, as I embark on a spring fashion trip, I fear I MUST go into the dressing room with a heap of tank tops and shorts because....dun dun dummmm....I don't know what will effing fit me anymore. Seems that even though I am eating (sorta) right, my arms have shrunk down to twigs, I can feel my whole spine and my waist seems to have sucked itself in. My gay bestie even told me I looked anorexic and it was disgusting on Friday night. Way to kick me when I'm down, bud. I guess one thing, though, is that thankfully by bra size never changes. Lord knows the trip to Victoria's Secret's dressing room is awkward enough, but when you lose or gain a size? Not so much. I'd rather bring 10 bras in there with me than have an "associate" come help me.
Maybe my weight loss also has to do with something(one) I have "dropped" out of my life. Now ain't that a great weight loss plan? Have a person disappoint you...and listen to a hell of a lot of Kelly Clarkson.
More tomorrow.
You have really great work on fashion, I have also some collection on the spring fashion I hope you like it
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