Being of the plus-sized range and having been in the 3x to 4x range for roughly 5 years now, my wardrobe has become something of a joke. Goodwill, hand-me-downs, and yard sales have been the norm...and when you are my size, those options tend to already be worn down pretty thin. Needless to say, no amount of primping nets me a glam look as it just doesn't happen when you look like you rolled out of the bargain bin.
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.