I went shopping last night for an outfit for my friend's wedding in which I am the personal attendant. I HATE the outfit she picked out. It's just that simple. I look like a friggen oompa loompa. Whatever. It's her wedding. And after 2 or 3 flipping hours of trying on clothes that didn't fit or made me look pregnant, I just didn't care anymore.
As I have told the world over and over again, I am still getting my feet worked on. I can't do anything physically because even walking is a major challenge. It sucks so bad. So bad that my weight is showing it immensely and I am going to yet again have to buy a whole new wardrobe. I would like to say that I am ok with this, because it too shall pass..... but I'm just not. I am not saying I want to be a size 12 again. I don't care about being skinny. I just don't want to be THIS BIG. It won't be long and I will look like the chubby Star Jones..... actually.... more like Rosie O'Donnel. I am so depressed right now. I know that I shouldn't let things like this get me down. I have NEVER been a vain person. I have never dressed to impress. I am just me and that is one of the best things about me (in my opinion). I live my life to make ME happy, not to make the rest of the world happy. But this is just insane and I am NOT happy.
And I won't be able to do anything about it for at least a month. I could just cry. Again.
4 comments:
Hey. It's just the clothes shopping. Whenever I NEED an outfit for something specific, the shopping goes horribly. Never fear, it will be okay. :-) Just tip back a cool one this evening and all will be right with the world again.
So sorry you feet are giving you problems. Don't be so hard on yourself - I know you will lovely - in spite of the dress!
Boo for dressing rooms. I am in the best shape I have been for a long time and am just convinced that their idea of good lighting is an overhead spotlight to draw attention to cellulite (and....is that a wrinkle!?!!?)
I wish it was the cellulite.... it's not.... it's the ROLLS OF LARD!!!! :'(
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