I was supposed to rest today. Yeah, really, gotta work on that. Again. And I should eat, too. Why do I not eat? I really don't get hungry. I mean, genuinely. Like, I've 100% turned off that signal. Sort of getting annoying, because I get home and literally went "FUUUUUCK". 900 calories and 60 grams of protein? Where the fuck? Thank goodness for the binge collection. The last Pepperidge Farm Granola Chocolate Almond Cookie helps a bit. Chugging a protein shake now. Oy.
In other news, here's the shopping tally of the last few days. And mainly today. With sizes to match. And I assure you, shock to match.
- Urban Outfitters strapless dress with pockets - Size Medium, $20. Okay, my one "totally don't need it purchase", but I wanted it.
- 3 short "sweatpant" skirts @ Old Navy, Size Small, 1 Polka Dot Skirt, Size 4, 2 3/4 sleeve shirts, Size Small. Total: $74
- 1 August Silk Cardigan, Size Small
- 1 pair of Seychelles Flats. Total, including Cardigan: $48
- 1 Black Sundress @ H&M, $20 (+$15 of accessories). Also bought one Size 4 dress to be returned tomorrow, doesn't fit right, and did NOT have the patience for a 7 year line for the fitting room.
- 10 pairs of underwear, 2 bras @ Victoria's Secret, sizes Small and 34C. Total, w/shipping, $67
Not too bad. Especially considering ALL I bought and the fact that I actually NEEDED all of it. Yeah, I did.
New thing to contend with: Size small shirts that don't fit boobs. And this is before I get my new "set" in a few weeks!
I'm SO exhausted, seriously. Clothing myself is tiring, but exciting. I'm trying to get used to my new body, but sometimes its awesome, and sometimes its all out of whack. It doesn't help that I have a gauze pad on my right hip and I have a crazy amount of swelling above my left so I have a very tilted weird hourglass shape-ish. It was weird to try on clothes and know that I look good in them. It makes me feel...weird, vulnerable, hot, excited, scared...all at the same time.
Dad's gotta get me some pot. I swear, I'm the only person I know who could actually USE the munchies. Also, depending on the "blend", I might actually, oh, REST. It's just hard for me. I consider staying at home and staying still "laziness". I know it's not, but to me it is and I just get antsy!
To end this post, I quote Green Day, which entertained me on the radio today:
"I am one of those melodramatic fools, neurotic to the bone no doubt about it".
Pictures? Especially the Urban dress - sounds cool. I'm surprised you'd do strapless. I <3 pocket dresses/skirts.
ReplyDeleteAnd sweetie, if you want boobs and you already can't fit tops, you might need to accept sizing up + tailor. Have fun with that one on your psyche.