Well, today Dan and I went to see Inception. AMAZING. I won't talk about it here, but I'm telling you, GO see it. And if you get the chance to see it on IMAX, that's even better.
Moving on. While we were at the mall, I wanted to go shopping for a birthday dress. Dan was with me and we went to a few places. I ended up trying on a few things but came away with a few other pieces (not dresses,) and still need to go back to the mall. That's something I'm pretty confident Jewlia Goulia can help me with this week. :)
Here are a few of the things I tried on at Express!
I saw this outfit on a mannequin on the wall and I HAD to try it on:
Close-up of the shirt:
I bought that shirt in red and black. I might go back for a few other colors... they're buy one get one 50% off. The size is Medium. I did a little happy dance that I bought a medium at Express! I used to not be able to shop there at all. I gave Dan a high-five, and then he said, "Hey, wait. I'm not gonna give you a gay-shopping-buddy high five!" I laughed and told him to be supportive. :)
I tried on this pencil skirt. They had size 8 or size 12. The 12 was just too big, and I knew the 8 would be too small, so I bought the first skirt in a size Large (what I tried on.) However, after looking at the website today I see they have this pencil skirt which I'd greatly prefer, so I'm going to go back and see if I can exchange them.
In the search for a birthday dress, I tried these two on:
I liked this one a lot but it was too droopy at the bottom, and just a little large.
This was GORGEOUS but I felt it was too short, and I didn't love it enough to spend $130 on it. BUT, it's a size 10. A size 10 at Express makes me feel awesome!
Also I ended up getting this cardigan. I didn't try it on but here's a photo from the website:
I also wanted to tell you guys a story about what happened at Express. I was rummaging through one of the racks of dresses and I overheard a girl say, "Yeah, they have really cute stuff here but I just can't fit into any of it." I glanced up and saw her. She was a larger girl, I would guess her to be around 5'4" and at least 300 pounds. I gave her a soft smile and a look of empathy, but then realized that the look I gave her might not have come across how I meant it. If my look to her could have actually said, "I get it. I used to not be able to shop here either, I understand," that would have been awesome. Instead, I realized she probably saw me, a size 10 person, and thought, "Why is she giving me that look!?" So, I quickly lowered my head and watched her leave out of the corner of my eye.
I think I'll always feel like a fat girl inside. It's really interesting this happened to me today considering the recent post my friend Beth did over at the B.E.T.H. Approach.
So what happens when you lose weight to make it so difficult to relate openly and honestly to your heavier friends? I know this woman wasn't my friend, but I wanted to hug her. I wanted to say it out loud that it was crap there weren't sizes she could wear at Express.
Well, shit. Maybe I should have just said that, huh?