Seriously. Although my most unfavorite size was busting-out-of-14. "Regular" sized clothes were too small, plus size were too big.
I'm glad I skipped straight to occasionally falling out of 14 in my shopping this time. (Which, seriously, makes me realize I need to actually try shit on. Or buy belts. Or just move slowly and hope for the best.) Because that stage drives me batty.
Aims, you can't be 5'6" cause you're taller than me and PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME BE SHORTER THAN 5'6"!!!!
I don't mind my size at all, I just wish I could take all my clothes with me as I bounced up and down the size chart. I'm not throwing shit out, because life has taught me nothing if not that I can't stay any given size on purpose, but I hate looking at that red skirt and knowing I'm three months of kettlebell and some Elavil past being able to wear it.
For now.
I do have at least one skirt I bought in a 4 and a 6 (different colours--I figured I'd mix it up), and I may just keep doing stuff like that.
Realistically, I guess I'm closer to 5'5".
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No, 5'6" isn't short. That's why I want to claim it.
Aimee, you're 5'6"? I thought you were taller. Why did I think that?
I just wish I could take all my clothes with me as I bounced up and down the size chart.
I just bid on the one-size-smaller of my Really Cute Goth Pants for that reason.
Because I know that they're loose enough on me now that, as this whole moderation in all things seems to be sticking (doughnuts tasted BAD to me, WTF?), and we're slowly starting to run again, they're not going to fit in a month or two.
I always think of you as my height, Aimée.