Drop A Size, Catch The Fashion Bug!
It looks like the 1.8 lbs. I lost this week pushed me into a size 20 officially! I popped into my nearby Lane Bryant for an outfit to wear for an upcoming presentation (I’m helping a friend market her new business line).
My pre-make over consulting session isn’t until Thursday (followed by shopping on Saturday) and the presentation is early Friday. So I decided I needed to get something without my fashion gurus. I chose a simple but
cheap low cost look – a pencil black skirt and shirt.
As I tried on the 22s, I realized how baggie the clothes looked. Awesome! The size 20 skirt fit fine and the shirt is a little snug in the chest, but not for long.
In all my excitement, I noticed a cute quilted faux leather jacket. Mistakenly I tried it on…and loved it. Cha-ching!
Then one of the all-too-freakin’-helpful sales ladies let me know that their 1/2 off jeans sale ends today. I tried on the 20s and they fit. Cha-ching!
Then I spotted boots in the corner. The last time I owned a pair of boots…1984, when I lived in Texas (I think it’s a state law). It’s not that I hate boots. My big-ass calves just won’t squeeze into any boot known to man.
I decided to give it a shot.
These boots had a zipper on the side, so no struggling sliding my fit into them. However, the zipper stopped mid calf.
I felt a bit defeated…until I spotted the ankle boots. Cha-ching!
At the register, the same happy-I’m-spending-$$$ sales lady told me that they have a black suede heeled boot for wide calves online.
She had to tell me.
I think I need to go cash-only when shopping with my make-over gurus next week.