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For the last several months as I have lost weight I have started a purging process with my clothes. If it doesn’t fit, it’s gone. Yep, I have been pretty ruthless. It has been pretty disturbing and annoying how much clothes I had accumulated, but even more disturbing than how much, was how little I liked what I had bought. No, not that I had changed my mind and decided I didn’t like it, but I didn’t like it to begin with. I am sure there is a self study of behavioral weirdness in there somewhere.
I think when I was heavy I just felt like I had to buy something, anything just to make myself feel better even if I didn’t really like it. I didn’t buy stuff all the time, but for things like the Feast or Holy Days I would want to buy something new and lovely, only to find myself having to settle for uggg. I will never forget having to shop at a plus size store before attending a WFW a couple of years ago and although the clothes were cute I felt terrible in them, but I bought like 6 things, just so I would have something new to wear. I couldn’t bear the idea of not having something “nice” to wear, even if I didn’t really even like the items. I remember telling the person with me, “I will never have to shop here again”, because I was determined to lose weight. And I did!
One of the things I have resolved to do to help me with that is get rid of all the clothes that don’t fit anymore, or that I just plain don’t like. I have done this slowly as the weight has come off. The idea is that I will have no clothes that I can not actually fit into and/or don’t really really like. This will help keep my honest about putting any weight back on and will keep me from being able to hide that from myself. I am a consummate head burier (aka Miss Ostrich). I am hoping this course of action and “giving no quarter” will help me keep the weight off.
Thankfully, I have been able to give away a majority of them, and ironically they look WAY better on my friends then they ever did on me. I have friends that have a natural proclivity for beings stylish and confident. Makes me so jealous. =)
I think when I was heavy I just felt like I had to buy something, anything just to make myself feel better even if I didn’t really like it. I didn’t buy stuff all the time, but for things like the Feast or Holy Days I would want to buy something new and lovely, only to find myself having to settle for uggg. I will never forget having to shop at a plus size store before attending a WFW a couple of years ago and although the clothes were cute I felt terrible in them, but I bought like 6 things, just so I would have something new to wear. I couldn’t bear the idea of not having something “nice” to wear, even if I didn’t really even like the items. I remember telling the person with me, “I will never have to shop here again”, because I was determined to lose weight. And I did!
One of the things I have resolved to do to help me with that is get rid of all the clothes that don’t fit anymore, or that I just plain don’t like. I have done this slowly as the weight has come off. The idea is that I will have no clothes that I can not actually fit into and/or don’t really really like. This will help keep my honest about putting any weight back on and will keep me from being able to hide that from myself. I am a consummate head burier (aka Miss Ostrich). I am hoping this course of action and “giving no quarter” will help me keep the weight off.
Thankfully, I have been able to give away a majority of them, and ironically they look WAY better on my friends then they ever did on me. I have friends that have a natural proclivity for beings stylish and confident. Makes me so jealous. =)
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