"I've decided that perhaps I'm bulimic and just keep forgetting to purge."

-- Paula Poundstone

Friday, June 11, 2010

Lipstick on a pig

So, I bought a dress.

That’s kind of a big deal for me.

One, I rarely buy any clothes brand-new, and two, IT’S A FREAKING DRESS.

My “fun” of my “fit and fun” Weekend Mandate will be Saturday night when we attend a wedding. My husband is the best man.

Since nothing in my closet really looks that good nor fits that well anymore, I broke down and bought this dress.

Shopping for it didn’t suck so much.

Oh, let me be clear. I still look like a cross-dressing linebacker who’s been in Great Aunt Netty’s closet.

But at least I’m a linebacker in a dress that’s a few sizes smaller than I would’ve needed a few months ago.

After the dress, things just kind of snowballed.

I bought heels. Yes, heels.

And then last night, I got a pedicure. And one of my twice-yearly haircuts.

And my eyebrows waxed. (I once again have two distinct eyebrows. Success!)

It’s sad how when I didn’t feel as good about myself, I didn’t think I deserved these kinds of things.

And besides, what’s the point of nice clothes or toes when you’re gigantic, right?

Just lipstick on a pig.

So, breaking down and doing these things for myself is actually all part of a very foreign healthier mindset.

They’re baby steps.

But baby steps with fabulous toes.

1 comment:

  1. Cross-dressing linebacker ... Great Aunt Netty's closet ... I almost peed myself when I read this. Misty - you SHOULD feel good about yourself. You are doing great. Have a fabulous time at the wedding. Can't wait to see the toes on Tuesday:)