My success is that I can fit a size 16. I went to Dress Barn today to see if I can buy some clothes for work. I got into them but boy did they look not so pretty. I mean call the Pillsbury Doughboy I found his rolls. My stomach just pops out!
After trying on a pair of pants 3 shirts and a skirt I put most back but the shirt. All I really need is a few more pounds and I am sure 16's will fit better but for now why even bother buying something I wouldn't wear.
The failure besides the fact I can't really wear them comfortably is that my closet has like nothing that fits. My husband teases me and says well now you can just say Ennie Meenie because you only have 2 choices to wear.
My hopes were that I would be able to buy a whole new wardrobe by the time school starts which is now only 3 weeks away. I don't know what I am going to do, because I refuse to wear the size 22 's I wore all last year with safety pins and big belts. And the 2 18's I have are too big that I can take them off without unbuttoning them.
Oh the drama of losing weight.