Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Today I wore a skirt that I bought about five years ago because I loved it and it was in the sale and I thought 'ah, if I lose a few pounds, it'll be fine.'
My wardrobe is full of good intentions and castles in the air like that. With the skirt I wore a blouse that last fitted me about eight years ago. It's still a bit on the tight side but I had a nice cardigan over the top so let's pretend nobody noticed. I do wear respectable underpinnings so here's hoping.
Well, you've heard about my wardrobe before. My next two ambitions are a lovely knitted coat (pictured) in two shades of grey, big buttons, absolutely gorgeous and a magenta cashmere jumper that I got half price. I'm not sure when I got the jumper but I bought the coat before I moved into this flat, which is 13 years ago.
It's one of my favourite garments although I've never worn it. Believe it or not I was actually thinking of taking it to a charity shop last year. I never believed I would lose enough weight to get into it.
Now I'm itching to try it. Actually itching is the right word, it's a bit hairy.
On the way home today, I stopped in a boutique full of clothes for thin people, and started doing some daydreaming. Not that I particularly like the clothes there, it's just that I reckon to be about 30 pounds (weight, not sterling) from shopping there. I'm starting to browse a bit in shops that don't sell clothes above a UK 16 (US 18).
I found a party frock I really like and it actually comes big enough for me to wear now, but I don't want to buy it till I'm thinner.
If I wait till after Christmas I might get it reduced. In price, I mean.
Or size, actually.