New Layer of Depression
Friday, July 22, 2011
My husband tells me last night that he and his co-workers are heading out tonight for some drinks. He said that he would like for me to get "dolled up"... which at the time, I was 100% okay with. Even though I rarely get "dolled up" (I'm good with hanging out at the local dive, shooting some pool with a good cold beer), I decided to take my lunch break today to do my LEAST favorite thing in the world - clothes shopping... absolutely HATE shopping for clothes! Long story short... I was reminded why I hate shopping so much, and that's because I'm convinced there's not a SINGLE piece of clothing available that looks even remotely good on me! Needless to say, I left with nothing.
After that experience, I'm pretty sure I'll just tell the hubby to go without me. Seriously, who would want to meet their husbands co-workers looking like a walrus?! New brides are supposed to be thin and confident, not look like this! I can just see me walking in there and his co-workers start trying to hide the snickering so I won't see it... or worse tell me that maybe I don't need any Snickers!
And so another layer of depression has arrived.