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Where Is My Dress?

Last weekend when mum and I were out at the shops on Operation Secret Project, we found ourselves in the women's fashion section at David Jones. Mum has a wedding coming up and wanted to buy a new dress for the occasion. As she tried the dress on, I wandered around and found a beautiful pink dress over at the plus section. As soon as I saw it I knew I needed a new dress for this weekend so I could surprise The Boy by looking absolutely stunning for dinner on Saturday night. I went to try the dress on and it looked great, but it was way too big for me. That is the wonderful thing about my body at the moment. I am about 5-10kg too big to wear "normal" clothes, and 5-10kg too small to get into the plus size clothing. Hence why I have avoided shopping for clothes for so long.

While I didn't get the dress I did pick up the catalogue and tried to get the smaller size online, however they had sold out. The brand was Sara and it was then I realised it belong to Ezibuy. I know this brand because mum used to order a lot from it when I was a teenager. So to me, it has always been a place for older women to buy clothes. However, I did have some time on my hands and did a little searching and found about ten dresses I could see myself in. I decided I would buy one, I thought that a lovely new dress to mark this occasion was in order, and once that decision was made I just had to find the right dress.

After about half an hour I had eliminated my choices down to the one above. I felt it was the best dress to flatter my current shape and I really liked the colours in it. And, let's be honest here, I really felt my best assets would look amazing in them, and I have to give The Boy something to drool over right? I looked up the measurements and felt good about it, so I placed the order.

I had a choice, I could choose to pay the $9.90 for standard delivery, or $14.90 for priority. Standard was to be 5 working days. I was ordering the dress on Monday and given I am still trying to get ahead with my money, I naturally picked the standard delivery. Well, I have learnt something, the priority would have been worth the extra $5.00 because now I am dress-less! My dress has not arrived, I clearly will not receive it till next week, which is really a little late. So now I am being punished for being "careful" with my money. Or perhaps because I should have been more careful and not ordered the dress in the first place because at the end of the day, I still don't have it, and will have to wear something from my current wardrobe anyway!

All I can say is that the dress better look amazing on me, otherwise I will return it and would have paid $20 for the experience of trying on a dress. So far not liking buying clothes online (yes this was my first online clothing experience, and I can see now why I never did it before - too much effort and too much trouble!). So I am back to square one, which is, what do I wear for our anniversary dinner on Saturday night? Do I go for the black skirt and top combo? Or do I take a trip down memory lane with the dark jeans and a black top with my cherry half sleeve cardi which is what I wore for our first date? Decisions, decisions.

I hope everyone has a fabulous weekend, make sure you tell someone you love them, I know I will be. Don't forget to enter my give Giveaway.

Image: Ezibuy

Something To Wear

I have a lot of clothes in my wardrobe, unfortunately however I can only fit into about 3-5% of them. I have not bought myself new clothes for about 6 months now. Because, you know, what is the point, I'm going to loose weight so it would just be a waste of money. It has meant that on the weekends I have a choice of two outfits. I can wear the very baggy boyfriend style jeans with the grey long sleeve top and the black tee over it, or I can wear my black skirt with a dark coloured long sleeve tee. Neither of these two outfits makes me feel good about myself, I think I either look too daggy and sloppy or too conservative and old.

Since getting off the meds three weeks ago my appetite has gone down dramatically and as a result I have lost 1.3kg. This is a great result, especially considering my focus has been on health, not weight loss. However, I am not going to wake up one morning and magically have the 25kg I gained from the meds disappear overnight. It is going to take time, maybe a year, maybe two years. So on Saturday I told The Boy that I was not going to spend Spring and Summer in the same pair of jeans or the same skirt. I am sick and tired of looking like a dag, I want to look nice everyday and feel good about what I wear. I told him I was actually going to spend some money on clothes. Not a lot, just get a few nice, cheaper clothes to last me the season.

FMIL came down on Sunday to spend the day with us and we went out to breakfast at my favourite place which just happens to be outside our local Westfield. We decided to look around and The Boy wanted to get some jeans and with two for $99 I decided to get a nice pair too. FMIL was fussing around the shop and pulled out a top for me. I had seen it and already ruled it out, but I smiled politely and went to try it on. Surprise surprise it looked amazing, so I bought it.

We continued to walk around and we found ourselves inside a women's clothing shop known for being "affordable" and with generous clothing sizes. I picked out about four tops and thought I would try them on and just buy one or two. FMIL also decided to pick out tops for me. Tops I wouldn't even look at because they are not my "style" (not that I have a style, it is something I need to develop but I would say at that point my style was covering up). However I politely went to try them on. I had over ten tops in the change room and The Boy and FMIL standing just outside waiting for me to come out and model the clothes. That I never do. I like to stay in the change room and decide for myself, I have never had the balls to step outside, at risk of random strangers seeing me and showing other people. On Sunday I didn't have a choice. To my surprise all of the tops FMIL picked out looked amazing on, they looked slimming and fitted me perfectly, they suited me and my age. This woman definitely knows about fashion. I was very impressed, I have so much to learn.

I ended up in total with a great pair of dark flare jeans that can be dressed up or dressed down, that fit my current body shape perfectly, and nine tops. I now have a variety of clothes I can wear now and I couldn't be happier. It has only been a few days but it has changed me. I suddenly care more, I'm paying more attention to my make up instead of the usual look I go for, I'm styling my hair differently, I am walking with my head up and I am not adjusting my clothes while I wear them. I am worried now that she may have unleashed something within me. Something that is telling me to find my style, to experiment and not to be afraid and to be myself. I love FMIL and I told her next time I need clothes I am going with her. The woman I was afraid to say anything to in case I said the wrong thing is now turning out to be my shopping buddy and personal stylist. Who would have thought.