News Flash

I was debating on what clothing to buy for a conference in Berkeley. Plus-sized clothing is a pain. All the cute things seem to stop at one certain size, and the so-called "extended plus" sizes are horrible. I wanted something new, something that screamed "fun." I found something perfect, something two sizes too small, so I decided to give myself a reality check.

Went into the depths of my closet and pulled out a wonderful skirt I haven't worn in three years but couldn't bear to throw out. Took it off the hanger. Double-checked the size. Sighed with frustration, and while wearing a wry don't-hurt-me grin pulled it over my hips. Wait a sec -- over my hips. Damn. And it freaking fastens. Ran for a chair -- I quit wearing the skirt because it was too tight to sit in. I'm wearing it now, as I type, and I'm comfortable.

It freaking fits. I can't freaking believe it.

I LOVE this skirt.

SO going shopping, so buying short skirts, so showing skin in Berkeley, so positivly certainly eating nothing but salads for the next three weeks in case this is a fluke.

Wow. It freaking fits. I've lost two freaking sizes!

Wow.