ARGGGGHHHHHH!!!!

Threw a complete hissy fit yesterday morning. I'd been at a festival all weekend, so both my nicest pairs of jeans were in the washing machine. OK, I can't wear them without a belt pulling them in, but they're under two months old and I like them.

I got a call from a friend who wanted me to meet him in the pub as he had a day off, so I showered and then went to find some other jeans to wear.


First pair. Fell down.
Second pair. Fell down.
Third pair. Fourth pair. Fifth pair.


By this time I was getting really annoyed and slightly panicked, then I found an old pair languishing at the back of the wardrobe that must have been missed in my regular wardrobe clearouts. Checked the size, even smaller than my normal jeans.


Great gaping gap at my back and then baggy round the thighs.

So I tried the other clothes. Same.


ME: 'ARRRGHHHH! I have nothing to wear! I'll have to wear a dress and then he'll think either I'm off to a funeral, court or I'm on the pull!'


In the end, I found something that stayed up more from willpower than actually being the right size, but I've already gone through so many tops - oh, and bras.


Bras! I bought some new ones a couple of months ago. Now, when I put them on, there's this great stinking gap where I used to be. Not too much of a problem if you're spending a fiver on something from the supermarket, but when they aren't, it's quite disheartening to see perfect things near enough useless to you.




Thing is, I'm still wayyyyyyyy overweight, so this isn't going to stop happening in the near future. I know it's technically a good thing, but haven't you ever thought if it from the point of view of a woman, still dripping wet from the shower wailing that she has nothing to wear?


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