My closet has been jam packed for so long. Holding on to clothes that were too small, thinking & hoping I could lose weight & wear them again. Couldn't part with my cutest & favorite pieces, but then I couldn't wear them either so had to keep buying bigger & bigger.
When I finally admitted I looked fat & couldn't recognize myself, started to resist buying bigger things & went the spanx route, then ramped up to corset type midriff binders. It changed my shape a bit but mainly just gave me back boobs after the tremendous compression.
Now I have got rid of my biggest clothes, the jeans I had poured myself into & barely able to fasten are falling off my ass. I am back into jeans I could barely get above my knees before the surgery. And plenty of clothes still waiting to be worn til I drop more weight. Seems every week I toss out more things because they sag off or fit ridiculous.
Have started putting my jeans in the dryer even though they are supposed to be air dried - just trying to keep them on my hiney a bit longer. Put on a work out top to go to PT a few days back - it was so big on me it was ridiculous. I bought 3 of these nylon mesh danskin tanks from walmart in L/XL size - thinking the drapiness would help disguise my spare tire. It really didn't, just part of the wishful thinking. These are my newest clothes, in the best shape but I'm still glad to give them away.
So happy to be able to wear several favorites again - a little short green wool waist coat with peter pan collar, my long Aran craft Irish sweater coat - now looks like it should without the buttons straining over my middle. Hurray! Not only walking instead of waddling / lumbering & wearing what I want instead of being in major fat disguising / smoke & mirror mode each time I dress. I still got a ways to go but I wouldn't take back my sleeve surgery for anything.
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