I'm serious.
In an effort to remain thrifty and not spend money on clothes, I have kept the pants and shirts that are too big for me, to wear around the house and make use of them. I've dropped 2 clothes sizes, so some of them are rathaer baggy.
Last night, in my elasticised bali pants, I caught my left toe in the hem of the right leg which trailed on the ground because the waistband kept slipping past my hips. This means my feet were tangled. I pitched forward head first into the laundry wall. I handed on my knees, and my husband, seeing my flight, lunged forward and grabbed me by the arm.
I now sport 2 very black and bruised knees, a bruised imprint of a hand on my inner left arm and a bump on my forehead right between the eyes.
I am *so* going shopping, thrifty can go and get knotted.
Six and a half years later
3 years ago
3 comments:
If you've lost 2 dress sizes you definitely deserve to go shopping!
but that is something that I would so do myself, so am I pardoned if I laughed?
I think you're awesome - if I dropped 2 sizes, I'd be cheering! Instead my upper body, hips and thighs seem to be dropping size a little, the post-baby tummy continues making me look like and alien and the bosom is in ever-increasing need of a lacy corset so I can look like a busty barmaid.
Givinya - been there, done that. It's been 13 years since I had my baby, and I am still trying to find my body. And my brain :(
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