My weight loss has netted me a severe drop in sizes, to the point I was recently able to buy two very flattering dresses in the 1x range. Of course, I was stoked. But, having spent half a decade dressed as the wandering laundry lady, I haven't been too confident in venturing out in public in neither of the dresses...until tonight when I decided a quick trip to the store would be a nice "break it in" session.
And I got stopped. By random strangers. Repeatedly. And EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM commented on how awesome I looked...and how great the dress looked...and how I made the outfit really work...and how plus size gals need to take lessons from me as I am proof they don't always have to dress frumpy...and that I was beautiful.
WOW.
BEAUTIFUL?!?! ME?!?!?!Yeah, I am totally feeling awesome and amazing tonight. Been a very long time since I have had this feeling. Pretty much stopped feeling awesome when I started gaining the weight that pushed me from normal to...this...over a decade ago. I feel...slamming, stunning even. Oh yeah, I am so getting to goal now if a mere 45+ pounds can make me feel this awesome. You had better bet your toosh over it.


ha!






