Thursday, March 20, 2008
So I have had this great pair of jeans for a while now. They are Gap, size 6, and someone gave them to me, at a time when they ofcourse did not fit. I remember looking at the size, and thinking "you think this is my size?!". So I went ahead and decided to try them on. As soon as I got the top over my knees, I wasn't suprised at all when I couldnt squeeze them over my thighs at all, and almost falling over in the process wasn't making me feel any better about it. At the time, I was probably a size 10 or maybe even a 12, so you can imagine how rediculous it must have looked when I tried to put these on. I slid them back off, but instead of returning them, I decided to keep them and vowed that one day I would wear them.
One of my friends would stay the night at my house alot after we would go out partying and would stay out late. A couple of times she would forget to bring a change of clothes, and the only thing I had that she could even remotely fit into was these "skinny goal jeans". I was so envious when she would slide them right up and bounce out the door with them on. If she hadn't been my best friend, there's no way I would have given them up. I guess in the back of my mind, I didn't think I would actually fit into them again anyway, but instead of just giving them to her, I decided to hang on to them just incase. Besides, what would she wear when she forgot her stuff?
Over the last couple of weeks, I have been pulling out all sorts of clothes that haven't fit me in a very long time. Some of these clothes I have hung onto for years, hoping to one day fit into them again. As I am trying them on, its so much fun to realize that time is actually here!
Today me and my fiance are having our engagement photo shoot. I had no idea what I was going to wear. We are going to a park, so we wanted to dress casual, and I was thinking how nice it would be if I had a really great pair of jeans that fit me perfectly. I thought back to that pair of Gap jeans that I had been saving for so long. I knew just where they were, as I had been going through all of my old clothes lately. So I went to grab them. I put one foot in, then the other, and they just slid right up, past my thighs, I zipped them up, then buttoned them with no problem at all. I just stood there and staired at myself in the mirror in amazement. They fit. And they fit well. Really well. At that moment, my fiance walked in and said, "wow, honey you look so good".
It was seriously a moment for me. One that makes all this effort so worth it. And I think that its absolutely perfect that I am going to be wearing this particular pair of jeans in my engagement photos tonight. Yay!
And I still have 10 more lbs I would like to lose. My "skinny goal jeans" are going to be too big for me in about a month. I really think thats sumthin!