See… the thing with my figure changing is that it’s NOT “my old figure, but smaller”.
Actually, I’m not really much smaller at all. It’s a DIFFERENT sort of figure than I’ve dressed before (at least on the woman in the mirror). I’ve never been athletic,
and though I’m still carrying a lot of fat, my gym work is undeniably showing in square shoulders, straight posture (I need to take a picture of myself from the side now – there is virtually no overlap of back past the back of my arm) and a firmer body overall.
So, my highly structured clothes designed to complement a soft figure with a large bust-to-waist difference just don’t work
properly anymore. What’s suddenly working is what made me look blobby before – draped stuff.
Anyway. I went shopping for myself, on purpose, today – I wanted to get a bunch more ivory blouses (basic wardrobe block), and I hit the “good Marshalls” (the one 30 min south of me that has the designer stuff, not just the usual), then back to Loft and … well. I think I may honestly be able to smell Ralph Lauren. Why does he love me so much to make clothes in my very very FAVORITE colors? Hm. Found a date dress too. It’s the best poly I’ve ever felt – feels like silk, and my hands know silk. (I don’t usually like poly at all).
Well. I needed to have someone to show the haul off to.
Here you go – and this does give you a good idea how much things have changed!!!!!