#BlogLife574 - Downgrading but into a smaller dress size

Song of the day - Lady In Red - Chris De Burgh

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T9Jcs45GhxU

Sorry just thought of the perfect song of the day so had to add in this romantic music.

I almost said Good Morning but it's now 12pm so Good Afternoony, instead.

I had a drowsy start, kept sleeping and waking up and thanks to the Yodel app, it told me the red kaftan dress was arriving today.

But then it slipped out of my mind until I was getting ready in the morning and it jogged my memory but before I could grab my phone to check, the buzzer went.

I did not look the least bit cute, like they do in the movies, all softly tousled hair, no morning breath, full of makeup, nopee.

My hair was sticking up. I hadn't brushed my teeth yet and even though he's delivered to me half a dozen times, he kept asking my name. Yeesh.

I just wanted to grab the parcel and retreat inside. It's red and white and included in the package was a whole host of spam catalogues.

Ugh but I might leaf through the company's magazine. I guess it's personal preference but I always like my nighties or dresses to not be a slim fit.

I like it to be loose and comfortable to ramble about in but as the sizes were running out fast as they usually do with this company..

I bought a size smaller, well my size and I can't believe it fits nicely. It isn't snug at all.

It's actually perfect. I didn't realise how baggy the other ones were.

Now I will stick to this size. It has this wonderful silky feel and look. It's best suited for winter but I wear them all year round.

I tend to feel the chill. I'm not sure where to shop for an extra large replacement overnight weekender bag.

I see a lot of sports bags masquerading but I want a nicer, more durable one to last me years, as this one did.

I don't want to get it from the same place as the price would be too steep, is John Lewis still around?

Thank heavens I finally finished my period but still bloated. Ugh these pmt symptoms are still plaguing me.

#BlogLife521 - Clothes shopping can be depressing

I was hoping for a stop-start period but nope still on and I find it harder than ever to sleep.

I think maybe 1amish until 5amish I slept and then it took me ages to fall back to a deep slumber.

I liked the purple top so much that I bought it in blue and red, it worked out to £6 each including postage as there were more discounts added and I had some credit left over.

I only have a handful of thin long sleeved summer wear so I don't mind paying about £12 for 2 beautiful tops that I feel happy showcasing.

Yesterday I was thinking about how my weight fluctuated so many times and when I was slimmer, clothes shopping was fun, I could try on loads of outfits and there was so much variety.

But mostly I was on the heavier side, surrounded by skinny people who could walk into any store and find something to wear.

Shopping with others made me feel so bad about myself because the ritzier the shop, the less choice I had, if any.

I think there were times when I was so happy to see my size I bought things I didn't even like.

If I wanted to go window shopping now I would probably have to find a plus size speciality store, that was far far away.

Whereas online there are quite a few places to have a look at. It's a relief to be the same size in all of them actually.

Normally it's different sizes in different stores. I think that's why I'm continually surprised when clothes actually fit me.

There seemed to lots of times when everything was too tight or unflattering and it was disheartening because trying different looks had been another way that I expressed myself.

I felt shy, withdrawn, unsociable but my fashion sense would sparkle. I didn't always do bright colours but occasionally I would.

Maybe through that, part of me was saying don't ignore me or underestimate me, I may look timid, I may not contribute much but underneath the layers there is more to me, that will eventually be unearthed, given the chance..

#BlogLife179 - Keeping you abreast 2

There are a few lingerie advents going on and the first thing I do before submitting my entry is to pop onto the site and see if they have my size.

Unfortunately whether it is clothes or lingerie, I don't often see it. In this case they didn't have mine but they had sizes above, roughly.

I would have to convert it to find my typical size. It got me thinking about how pretty feminine bras are made for small, regular sizes..

But if you are not the standard and require something a lot bigger, there is a limited choice and style available, especially if you are on a budget.

It's a shame really because no matter what your size, everyone wants to feel stylish and sexy and it's not always possible.

I don't really understand the lingerie companies that focus on smaller busts as though they are the only ones that need a sports bra.

They don't need as much support as someone who jiggles and bounces with each stride, let alone jog.

Why not cater to us, the core market? What happened to bra's being comfortable?

Years and years ago I could wear an underwired bra and forget I had it on and be out and about and not fuss with it or be irritated.

Now I have tried quite a few and it's just painfully unbearable. Of course it would be a dream to keep the cleavage up but not at that painful price.

Maybe they need more plus size models actually donning these bras for hours on end, to see first hand, how it digs in to the flesh and leaves marks on the shoulders and under the breastbone.

How it feels restrictive and cuts into the skin and feels like a binding corset. Are we in the victorian era???

Gone are the times when I can buy a matching set because it doesn't correlate.

I miss those days. I could browse and pick up a set and be guaranteed to find a match.

Now I would just have to buy them separately and try to find a near match.

Maybe the world thinks fashion is just for the flat chested and skinny??

Pfffft.