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Posted on Jul 20, 2012 in Fashion | 21 comments

Fashion Friday: Allons-y!

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I’ve touched on my (loose) sense of style and the general way I try to dressing my body (er, flatteringly?) in the past. Well, in light of the fact that I’m still trying to figure out where I lay in the whole weight loss blogger spectrum at present time (given that I am le tired of counting calories but still have goals to lose these last pounds… eventually), I’ve decided to throw another type of blogging into the mix. One that I am in no way qualified to participate in, but as always, it’s my blog and I can write what I want to. Enter: “fashion” blogging! (A term that, when being applied to me, should naturally be read whilst making air quotes with your fingers.)

At any rate, it’s Friday and I’m feeling simultaneously scared and excited at what this weekend has in store for me (bright side: I’ll actually have real activities to report to you guys come Monday!), so giving into my vanity seems like a nice way to end the work week. Plus, yesterday I wrote a lot of words, so I figured that this was a good opportunity to make us of those things that are supposedly worth a thousand words instead. You know. Pictures.

I’m sure many of you are rolling your eyes. I understand. I’m doing it anyway though, so, you know, that.

I do realize that I’ve dubbed this post “Fashion Friday” but given how much work it has already turned out to be, there’s a high likelihood that I’ll never be motivated to do another one, hahaha. But whether or not they’ll be reoccurring with any regularity, it’s certainly fun for now!

I figured I would start with what I wore to work yesterday. My office is operating under what has been officially referred to as “summer dress code”, so I’ve been slowly experimenting with what that means. Apparently, maxi dress + sandals does not yet warrant a complaint from my coworkers (er, that I know of…?). Works for me!

After work I got myself all prettied up (i.e. reapplied my makeup) and roped Taylor into taking a zillion photos of me. Then I edited the photos and tried very hard to whittle them down… though I still ended up with entirely too many. Oh well! Vanity: 1; Modesty: 0.

Allons-y!

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Maxi dress: Target
T-strap sandals: Guess (similar)
Hunger Games locket: Etsy (similar)
Bow ring: Kate Spade
Willis bag: Coach

Somewhat ironically, I still ended up typing out a lot of words in this post. Oh well. Have an amazing weekend!

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Posted on Oct 13, 2011 in Dear Diary, Weight Loss | 78 comments

Stuck in the Middle with You

Unfortunately this post is not about the classic 1972 Stealers Wheel song. It’s about clothes. And yes, it’s probably going to get pretty superficial up in hurr. I find myself stuck in this strange middle ground between the size I am and the size I plan on getting to. I am stuck in Clothing No (wo)Man’s Land.

The wedding I went to this past weekend made me painfully aware that I am rapidly running out of wearable clothing. I know what you’re thinking. “Waaaah, waaaah, poor little Gretchen has lost too much weight and now has no clothes to wear,” said in your most sardonic mental voice (sidenote: does that sound like the start of a twisted nursery rhyme or what?) I mean, yes, you’re right. It’s not like I’m going naked here. I’ve got enough cutesy t-shirts to last me a millenium or two, but when it comes to A) work or B) dressing up, it is slim pickings in terms of clothes that I feel comfortable and (or?) attractive in. But while I’m not a size 20 anymore, I’m still a bit short of my goal size (an Old Navy 8, or a 10 anywhere else, haha.) So I keep struggling with whether I should buy new clothes that will fit me now, knowing that I will just shrink out of them (well, hopefully…), or whether I should wait.

See, I am very much of the opinion that, as much as I want to save money, clothes that are too big just don’t look good. One of the first myths I adhered to when I was obese was thinking that big, roomy clothes would hide my flub. WRONG. They just made me look even bigger. Which, in turn, just made me more depressed. Thus, part of this whole rebuilding my formerly devastated self-esteem thingΒ is to try to feel good about the way I look. That might sound shallow but… well, if it is, then we are ALL shallow, aren’t we? πŸ˜‰

To illustrate my point, I traveled into the depths of my closet to find a few pieces of now-oversized clothing that haven’t quite made the trip to Goodwill yet (I say as if the other four grocery bags full of too-big clothes aren’t still sitting in my car. Oops.) Allow me to present the following comparisons:

Blouse + Pants Front View

Oof.

Blouse + Pants Side View

These portraits were taken mere minutes apart, but you can’t deny how different I look. The pants and top on the left are two sizes too big, and there’s no doubt that they make me look bigger too. Of course it isn’t always as blatantly obvious as the example above, but it’s the smallest things — a droopy sleeve, a billowing bust, a puffy waist — that make a big difference in how you look (and thus impact how you FEEL about how you look.)

Dress for Success

Take, for example, the dress on the left here. At first glance, it’s really not so bad.

Dress Side View

Turn to the side, however, and you can see just how gaping the bust is, making my chest look droopy. Dangling ta-tas at 23? I DON’T THINK SO. And the side-bra view? Not cute.

I’m not saying that you should get rid of all your clothes as soon as you outshrink them. Nor do you have to rush your favorite pieces to a tailor right away. As if I could afford either option! There are a lot of things that you can do to make your clothing wearable for as long as possible.

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Bad + belt = better.

Belts and I have become besties, and scarves and cardigans are part of the gang too (to hide those pesky safety pins!) My closet is still full of clothing that I can’t yet bear to give away (um, like all the above pieces?) One of my biggest “regrets”, if you want to call it that, is that TWO WEEKS before I decided to start this blog and go on my final diet, I went to New York City with some girlfriends and blew over $500 on new clothes. Of course, within 3 months, they were rendered obsolete. Which might explain my current clothes-buying hesitation situation, now that I think about it.

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Same jeans, different tops.

I definitely feel that certain items of clothing “matter” more than others when it comes to fit and feeling good about yourself. For example, I see absolutely no reason to downsize my coats, sweaters/cardigans, jackets, and even skirts (A-line being the exception) since for the most part, it doesn’t matter if they are a bit big. But jeans, work pants, dresses and blouses are what I seem to notice most. Oh, and don’t forget about undergarments. Getting my bra resized is one of the things I was most adamant about!

I’m not trying to replace my wardrobe just yet — I’ve got a shopping spree from my parents (my blogiversary present!) for that! It’s just that as I continue down this road and get rid of these last twenty-ish pounds, I want to make sure I’m doing all that I can to stay motivated, in control, and most importantly, happy.

What is your stance on buying clothes when losing weight? Save up and wait? Pick up sale & thrift items as needed? Or replace your closet as you downsize?

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Posted on Feb 15, 2011 in Dear Diary, Fail | 22 comments

Spill Fail

Wellps, I started off my Wednesday morning outstandingly, I must say. I managed to knock over an entirely full cup of hot green tea all over my desk at work the second I put it down, which effectively killed my computer mouse (though honestly, who uses a roller track ball-mouse anymore?!) In retrospect I probably should have taken a picture of the gloriousness of the spillage, but oh well. All’s well that ends well, I suppose, and I did get to steal a snazzy laser mouse from one of the unused computers in the back, at least. On to less stressful things!

So as you all are probably aware, I’ve been perusing the fashion blogs a lot lately and attempting to emulate at least a little style, now that I don’t feel (and hopefully also don’t look) like a beached whale in certain kinds of clothing anymore. I’m all about the NSVs (non-scale victories) so I’m going to relay my latest one to you lucky, lucky folk. About a week or so I ordered a couple pairs of colorful tights from We Love Colors after seeing how awesome people were making them look. Plus, I wanted more of an excuse to wear skirts while it’s still cold out. However, immediately they became more of a future investment after seeing the size chart:

S/M 4’11” – 5’5″ 90 – 135lbs
M/L 5’5″ – 5’11” 135 – 168lbs

As we all know, while I’ve lost quite a bit of weight in the past 6 months, I am NOT 168 pounds yet. I don’t even know if I’ll be 168 lbs at the END of this journey. I don’t even think I know that many 5’11” women who weigh 168 pounds, let alone my little 5’9″ self, haha. I got two pairs in the M/L size anyway, figuring that in another few months I should be able to fit them as I continue to lose weight. Just for kicks I tried a pair on last night, and lo and behold… they fit! Granted, I have to shimmy a little to get them positioned right at the top, but I can totally pull them off. πŸ˜‰ My pride was the focal point of my outfit today:



And while the dress itself is now two sizes too big (w00t!), I thought that I should probably wear something toned down and neutral on top if I’m going to try to pull off colorful tights. Does it work? You tell me, hahaha. While my tights-fittage makes me question We Love Colors’ size chart a little, I guess that creating a size chart for tights in the first place must be kind of challenging. After all, everyone’s weight is distributed a little differently throughout their bodies — why do you think we have so many different body shape out there? Hourglass, apple, pear, boy-shaped, lanky… depending on which magazine you’re reading, there are a kajillion.

What body shape do you consider yourself to have? Do you ever find it difficult to dress a certain way, or pull off a certain style because of it?

I consider myself to have an hourglass shape, because I find that my chest/shoulders and hips/butt are pretty equal in proportion, and I have a defined waist (well, at least it’s defined now even if it wasn’t before!) Because I’m “curvy” though (and I do believe that term will always apply to me, even if I weighed 150 libbies) I find it’s hard to pull off a lot of the trendy styles that don’t have a defined waistline, like an unstructured sheath (example) I also find that empire-style tops and dresses just make me look preggers, hahahaha.

Btw, in case you can’t see too clearly in the pics above, on my tootsies are my new Nine West hidden-platform booties:

They make me into a giantess, but I’m really loving wearing high heels a lot more now that I’m a little lighter. I guess it’s really true about how much being overweight can affect things you don’t even consciously think about — like the pressure on your feet! While I’m still getting used to wearing them regular as I’ve lived the past 22 years almost exclusively in flats and flip flops, I would say it’s roughly 45x easier to wear heels now that I’m -45 lbs (ha!) Oh, and also, apologies for all the blurry pics (again). Somehow I’m not sure I could manage snapping a shot of my own outfit with my DSLR without making a full-scale studio production of it, hahaha.

Question for the ladies: Are you a heels-wearer? Got any tips for wrangling ’em? Or if you’re not a fan, why? Is it just because of a comfort thing, or are you (like my mom) opinionated on how terrible it is for your back, etc?

Oh, and out of curiosity I guess I have a ? for the guys, too: Do you prefer your ladies in high heels? And does it make you feel awkward if a gal is taller than you when she’s in heels?

Peace and release, playas. Happy Wednesday!

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