Well, another goal met! Sorta a joke but still, a nice great.
This spring, I saw one of those sleezy Disney costumes online. Instead of saying, "Eww, who would wear that?", I forwarded it to Mr. Xavy and told him that he better make me fit into it by Halloween. The catch was, that I knew if I planned on wearing something like that, I had to look good. I have no plans on ending up on PeopleOfWalmart.com.. I said that I refused to put my ass in it if I had to wear a plus-size and even large was pushing it. Medium! There was no other acceptable size.
This afternoon on the way home from the gym, as I passed the Costume Cabaret, I remembered this silly conversation. By the time it was my turn at the stop sign, I had decided to give it a shot. I was all alone and no one knew I was there. If I looked hidious, mum was the word. No one had to know.
Well...
Here is the size Medium. It's too big! I wouldn't quite say that I was a size Small but I am under a Medium.
Look at me lookin' all sleezy! I have a month to ROCK a size small. Afterall, you gotta shake whatcha' momma have ya. Sorry Mom!
Fabulous! Incredible! Way to go! Isnt that the best feeling when you try on clothes hoping they are going to fit and then woo hoo they are too big!! Gratz again.
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