Thursday, May 31, 2012

Day 598 - Last time I was this weight

I remember this weight well, because I had to buy a dress for my little sisters wedding, and I just cried because I couldn't fit into anything smaller then an 18.  I couldn't believe that I had gotten so large and so sad that I had to buy a dress a size 18.  I was shamed.   And I didn't want to tell anyone that I was in a size 18.

Now?  Now I am basically telling the world what size I am.  But I have come to accept I will never - and I mean never be in single digits.  I never was when I got to my lowest weight, the lowest dress size I could fit in was a size 10.  So some people can be 0 and 1's I will always be a 14.  Probably.  But who knows when they take out a rib and shave down my pelvis maybe I will be a size 2.

But a lot of pride? is wrapped up in your dress size number.  I remember one lady bragging that she was in a size twelve.  I remember thinking to myself did the sizes get bigger?  She looked like a size 16/18 to me so I was surprised she was in a 12.

But I guess with fantasy sizing it could be possible. Gee I think I will make these pants a size 18 and label them a 10.  Ha ha jokes on you.  I know jaded - so jaded.  But if I get into single digits I will yall know.


1 comment:

  1. TSH remembers buying clothes for T3 since T3 (mistakenly, but hey I'll take the flattery, thought that TSH had better taste or at least good taste). It was fun & I felt useful involved.

    Looking forward to doing it again - can't afford the fancy places who put you in a chair & let you sip/swill champagne while your beloved tries on clothes.

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