Ten Sizes and America's Worst Dressed
All about the struggle for new clothes and some other random news.
So the huge box came yesterday. Most of you guys who see me socially sort of chuckle to yourselves as I hold up my britches. I've lost them more than once, and so far, the pants I have now are 6 whole sizes smaller than I started at and they are still huge. I pulled the trigger and bought some new clothes, and opened up the box yesterday.
Oh Lord.
I'd ordered some things a size smaller than I am now. Some stuff was where I'm currently hovering. The sad thing is that everything fit. Perfectly. I looked in the mirror, stunned. I don't even recognize myself anymore. The image in my head of a globe-shaped Jenny just isn't the reality anymore. Oh, sure, I have plenty of distance yet to be "slim", but... whoa, Batman. Even now, I look at my LiveJournal pictures, and they don't really look that much like me. And check this out:
Not me. I don't even have EYES in that one. Or a neck. Holy cow. This was before CPAP, before dedicated weight loss -- I was making tiny changes hoping to not DIE at a young age! The thing is, when I imagine myself, and I choose clothes, THIS is who I'm shopping for. It's hard to change your personal view of things.
This next one is at New Year's, after I took some weight off. (Notice the thunderous blushing because I am not used to flashing my RACK at the world, good Lord!)
That dress FALLS OFF now -- I could barely squeeze in at New Year's.
But now... I guess I need a more current picture, because of the People Magazine thing.
What People Magazine thing? Well... a couple of months ago I tossed my hat into the ring for America's Worst Dressed. You heard me correctly. I sent them the worst picture I had and an amusing bio about how I'd lost a ton of weight, but I have no idea how to do hair, dress, etc. It was roleplayed stupidity. Apparently, they thought the bio was funny, and the picture was SO HORRIBLE that I'm on the shortlist for the prize -- new wardrobe, etc. As I've asked the few of you who know; should I be honored that I made it so far, or insulted that I'm that so hideous and unfashionable?! *chuckles*
I'm sure the People Magazine thing won't come to anything, but... it was a funny concept and I don't mind laughing at myself. Enjoy your day, guys! It's finals week and I'm stressed to the max! Oy!