Last Monday I had to go pick up my bridesmaid dress from my aunt's house (my fitting is this Saturday, but for the pickup I just wanted to Get It Done already).
While I was down there (~40 minutes south) I decided to take care of some errands - exchanging some Spanx for a smaller size (woo) and exchanging a jacket I have an almost identical one of at the LB there since there isn't one closer to me.
While I was there I tried on some skirts for a "backyard"/casual wedding in July, but they all cut me off really weird. Did not love them. So I just didn't buy anything and am saving my store credit for later.
But as I left I looked in the window of NY and Company and went, "Hmmmm.... I wonder....."
Yep. I tried on Regular People Clothes.
Size XL! Stretchy. But still!!! XL in a Regular People Store! I can almost taste it.....
The dress was cute, the problem was the color. One was light pink. Because it is stretchy, the pattern of my bra was clearly visible through the fabric. NEXT! The other one was a cherry blossom/kimono type pattern. I just didn't like it enough to buy it, and it was mostly black. I want something more summery for the wedding.
BUT OMG REGULAR PEOPLE CLOTHES. YES.
The other one was, for the first time in as long as I can remember, I caught glimpses of myself from the side - candid, not sucking it in, just walking down the street like normal, reflection in the windows and didn't hate it. This was last weekend visiting family, walking to Penn Station. Usually I hate my posture and my stomach and everything about me; now I actually don't hate the way I look. Straight on in the mirror, sucking it in and arranging my clothes Just So was the only way I ever looked at myself. So getting that glance of what I look like to most people most of the time, either in a picture or an accidental store window side view, was shocking and negative. Now I'm like... hey, I look okay! go me! I look just as cute in side view as I do in Ideal Mirror View.
And just for fun, fun with paint shop: