Now I’m finding myself much more choosy about what I look like and how clothes feel.
I have three pair of size 20 pants (not jeans) that technically fit…but they don’t fit well. The waist is too high or the thighs are weird in comparison to the waist or they just look odd with whatever shirt I pick. So in the donation pile they go.
My favorite real (i.e. non-yoga) pants are actually jeans! The pair Nancy handed down, a Jennifer Lopez pair from Kohl’s, and still those silly $14 Gloria Vanderbilts from Costco! That’s hard to get used to.
And a lot of the tops I’ve loved—that still technically fit and are technically wearble—are just a hair too big and while they’re okay…they’re not quite right. So this morning I’ve added about six more shirts to the pile.
I keep thinking I don’t need that much more in the way of clothes, but every time I get dressed, nothing seems right.