Ugh. I hesitate to even call this post “the skinny” but I’m going to anyway just because it makes the most sense.
I’ve dropped a lot of weight over the past few months. I’m not going to say how much because it doesn’t really matter but it happened and now I get dressed and I’m suh-wimming in clothes that I haven’t been able to wear in a long time because they were too small.
And now they’re too big.
It’s pretty silly.
Essentially, I stopped stuffing my face. Crazy concept, right? If I’m not hungry, I don’t eat. If I’m full, I stop. (no matter how good that cheeseburger with bacon, swiss cheese and bbq sauce served on a soft pretzel roll was, OMG, so hard to leave it laying there on the plate, begging me to eat it.)
Also, I stopped eating nachos and/or ice cream in the evenings. Which makes me sad because those two items made me famous. (in the nacho and ice cream aisle.)
And it just kinda happened. I didn’t dwell on it, I didn’t stress, I just … lost. (because of those changes and also, maybe a little bit because of stress but WHATEVER, not mostly, I can promise you that.)
Anyway, now I have nothing to wear, I mean, I do, I don’t walk around naked, I just hold my jeans up by the belt loops every where I go. I’m certain that’s a cute look, right? RIGHT?!?!
So now I have the job to try to find clothes that fit and not spend a fortune except who has time? And who has money? I’ve often thought how cool it would be if the government or Oprah Winfrey or Richard Simmons would start a weight loss program, where if you lose weight and hit your idea weight and remain there for six months that you’ll get a clothing stipend. Wouldn’t that be totally motivating? Like, I can imagine Oprah, “WHAT?! YOU LOST 50 POUNDS? Here’s a gift card to Banana Republic!”
I’m such a dreamer.
Anyway. I’ve been dreaming a lot of dresses because I don’t really wear shorts or capris and jeans are sooooooooooo 200 degrees, so that leaves me with dresses. Here are a few of my summer favorites: