Saturday, July 31, 2010
My boss was wearing a new dress today. She looked gorgeous in it and I told her so. She then told me about another dress that she had just bought for herself that she decided she didn't like, she offered it to me. (It's definitely my style.)
Now my boss is probably a size 6. And I have just recently (i.e. within the past 3 months) been *able* to shop in a non-plus-sized store. But for some reason, as she handed me the bag with the dress in it, she was convinced that I would be able to squeeze my belly into that little dress. I begrudgingly took the bag after much argument back and forth ("It's never going to fit." "I bet it will" "It really won't." "Yes, it will"). And drove home.
At a red light, I peeked at the label on the dress. Medium. This is never going to fit.
At home, I pull it out of the bag. It's knit, so it has some stretch, but still... medium?
I put it on, expecting to feel the immediate pull as I put it over my head. But it surprisingly goes on me. Whatever. It's probably pulled tightly across my gut, showing all of my rolls..... Nope. It actually.... it actually looks ok on me. And I might only need to lose another 5-10 pounds to make it look great... What's going on here?
I'm still in a daze about this. Um, well... I guess thanks, SP!