Last week I went and did a little shopping because I found I had a couple of hours of unexpected free time and some tax refund money burning a hole in my pocket. (99% of the time, I either have time but no money for shopping OR plenty of money but no time. This time the planets all aligned in such a way that I had BOTH! AT THE SAME TIME!) I bought a few tops, one of which was an aqua blue drape-neck top that is absolutely beautiful. I love drape neck tops because they fit me well – they are drape-y where I need I need drapes and they skim where I need to be skimmed, so whenever I see one that I think will fit the bill, I buy it. I bought a cute statement necklace to go with it and planned to wear it to church on Sunday, which I did. I paired it with a pair of black slacks and heels and let me just be honest here…I looked GOOD. I felt put-together and most importantly (sarcasm), I FELT SLIM. My hair even got in on the act and decided to behave quite nicely for a change. I wish I had taken a picture because I was FEELIN’ IT. Oh yes I was. (Don’t worry, I got over myself before church because pride goeth before a fall and all that)
Fast forward 24 hours – getting ready for work on Monday morning and very sleepily digging through my closet looking for a work-appropriate outfit to wear. I pull out some work slacks that I wear quite a bit and for some reason, a top that I don’t particularly love, but decided to wear anyway. Oh geeze. That was a mistake because I left for work feeling frumpy and rumpled and short and F A T. My hair rubbed salt into the wound by looking ridikuhlus as well. For ten hours I felt like gum on the bottom of someone’s shoe – annoying and not at all attractive. I couldn’t wait to get home and take off that stupid top and put my hair up in a plastic clippy thing. I even felt better in my sloppy bun hair and ratty yoga pants (comfort makes me comfy).
Two different days and two completely different reactions. It just goes to show, it’s not your body that’s the problem, it’s the clothes you choose to buy and wear that can make or break your day. I have been paying a little closer attention lately to what I wear and how it makes me feel – I’ve stopped wearing jeans to work simply because I haven’t found a pair of jeans that I feel good wearing, so even though my work environment is super casual, I feel better when I kick it up a notch and wear slacks. Even casual pants are better than jeans (for me).
So…focusing on clothes that make me feel good sort of leads to a dilemma for me: what to wear this summer? Of course for work during the summer I wear a lot of long skirts and light weight pants, but when I’m not working I’m not sure what to wear. I carry my weight in my bottom half – from my hips all the way down to my calves, plus I’m short. Also I am very self conscious of the many, many spider/varicose veins on my pale legs, so tend to avoid showing them off. Any kind of shorts look kind of ridiculous on me because not only do I have Beyonce thighs, I’ve got a JLo booty too – trust me, I just don’t look good in shorts, not even bermuda shorts. Capris tend to make me look stocky so I’d like to avoid those too, but sometimes it’s the lesser of two evils. What’s a short, chunky girl to do? Where’s Stacy & Clinton when I need them???? I guess I need to find an episode of What Not To Wear that deals with this and take notes. I’m looking for something that will not only look good, but make me feel good when I wear it and not like gum on the bottom of a shoe.
So, the TL;DR version is: find something that fits your body and makes you feel good and wear that, instead of wearing clothes that make you feel like crap. And forget about the size on the tag – just wear what FITS. Size is all relative, anyway.