I have slowly been losing weight and avidly reading S&B threads in the hope of revamping myself. I'm almost there - 3 stone down, another half to go and a wardrobe full of lovely new stylish sale bargains. Anyway I met up with some friends today - all mums, been friends for years though. I have always felt like the frumpy one, always a bit on the chunky side and usually looking like I got dressed in a dark 1990s jumble sale. That is until today!
I haven't seen this group of friends for about a year. Last time they saw me, I had not long given birth. I was 4 stone heavier post baby than I expected, had nothing that fitted and in sheer desperation (no other shops in town stocked my size, nothing other than my DHs trackie Bs fitted, had nice pub lunch planned that day with a huge group of friends), I bought and wore a pair of [gasp] Bon marche, (it gets wores) tapperd leg, arse flattening, old lady jeans. They were HORRIFIC
. I cried all the way home in them. My nan wouldn't have been seen dead in them. But it was that or Pjs or DHs TBs so I did my best. I looked a fucking mess. I felt a fucking mess. I hadn't worn make-up in years. I was only 32 FFS!
Enough of that horror story (I hope I haven't given anyone nightmares). And so to today... (some background, we are in soft play place, style being a fairly limited option IMO if you intend to get stuck in with the kids). I wore my new size 12 skinny jeans, tan brogue ballet flats and an oatmeal cashmere fitted tunic, a touch of makeup and hair not looking too much of a disaster. I felt really good, and practical for the location. One friend in particular has always made snide comments about me ("Woah! You can tell you're pregnant from every angle!", "Yeah, but you don't really care what you wear" etc etc) and today, she turned up wearing a waterfall cardigan (I know some people like them...), bootcut jeans, an inch too short no less, and MUM BOOTS!!!! I couldn't believe it!!!! Her jaw hit the floor when she saw me!
Everyone said I looked great (Yay!)
and I thought I looked pretty good too, I'm never going to win any style awards, my hair is always going to be a bit scarecrow-esq and by arse is always going to wobble, but I am light years away from how I looked and felt this time last year - so thanks S&B. I am drinking wine to celebrate. Cheers 