I have gone astray of fashion since gaining weight. It’s a real shame. It happens to a lot of women, but I didn’t think it would happen to me.
I am hopeless when going shopping for myself. I like the look on the mannequin, but in the dressing room it never works. I usually go back to the old faithful t-shirts and jeans.
I love shopping with my oldest daughter because she will tell it like it is. “Oh, no, Mom” and “No, no, no, Mom” she’ll say when I’m trying on clothes. On the other hand, I ended up with a maxi skirt because of her.
On a recent visit we went to the mall. I tried on a pair of new running shoes to start walking when I got back home. They were very “current”. I tried on a pair of light grey.
Looking at myself in the mirror I said, “I like them”.
“No, they are too close to your skin tone,” Emily said. She later apologized in between fits of laughter of likening me to a zombie.
I bought a different color running shoe, head bands and a scarf. I was ready to set some trends of my own or at least follow them.
On the morning of going to the airport Emily put my hair in a messy bun. I put on the head band and the scarf over a t-shirt. I looked nice. Allison wanted to know why I was so dressed up.
Unfortunately, I realized another great use for the scarf; crumb catcher. God knows how many people I had encountered with the popcorn I had eaten three hours earlier caught in my fashion forward scarf.
You can’t take me anywhere.
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