Today was pretty different than I would have guessed from the vantage point of Monday.
The underlying reason for this is that a year ago, after my last interview, my one suit apparently went, not to the dry cleaner's, but the suit babysitter's. How it got a spot in the first place I don't know, as I can't imagine I ate in it, but I discovered the fact too late for it to be useful information, and I had nothing else suitable in the Incredible Shrinking Wardrobe, so I hied me away to the stores to try and replace it.
I first went to Catherine's, but even with my fashion unsense, I can still, as it turns out, detect clothes that are more grandma than my actual Grandma (though admittedly she is pretty stylin'). Since when does fat = I must be pushing 100? When I say I like solid colors, that doesn't mean I want apricot or whatever the name of pastel lime is, ya fuckos. I have mixed feelings about my weight loss, but I will not miss the freakshow that is plus-sized women's clothing.
However, I digress. I was also going to try Lane Bryant, the go-to shop for the professionals in the heavy set, but apparently it has gone guerilla and is using the mall as camoflage. Or something. In any case, I couldn't find the damned place, and so I braved the horror of horrors itself.
Normally I would have to snark the mall a lot at this point (why, anyone who didn't know me might get the idea that I loathe most shopping and most especially the hunt for apparel, mightn't they?), and I was amazed, as I walked through, at how foreign it all felt to me, but it ended up being mercifully brief, and anyway I am totally distracted now because OH HEY INTERVIEW!
I went to J. C. Penney, and found a suit that fit marked down from $80 to $20 - and as if there were a need for more proof that I am not a "natural woman," I did not experience the flush of triumph that I've so oft heard described, but rather, "I did it! I am only $20 closer to broke AND I get to leave prison early! YEEEEE!"
So now I am all ready to suit up tomorrow, to join a Bamm in what I hope will become our commute instead of just hers. There is a lot of newness to this! Now if only I had someone to makke out with... :)
The underlying reason for this is that a year ago, after my last interview, my one suit apparently went, not to the dry cleaner's, but the suit babysitter's. How it got a spot in the first place I don't know, as I can't imagine I ate in it, but I discovered the fact too late for it to be useful information, and I had nothing else suitable in the Incredible Shrinking Wardrobe, so I hied me away to the stores to try and replace it.
I first went to Catherine's, but even with my fashion unsense, I can still, as it turns out, detect clothes that are more grandma than my actual Grandma (though admittedly she is pretty stylin'). Since when does fat = I must be pushing 100? When I say I like solid colors, that doesn't mean I want apricot or whatever the name of pastel lime is, ya fuckos. I have mixed feelings about my weight loss, but I will not miss the freakshow that is plus-sized women's clothing.
However, I digress. I was also going to try Lane Bryant, the go-to shop for the professionals in the heavy set, but apparently it has gone guerilla and is using the mall as camoflage. Or something. In any case, I couldn't find the damned place, and so I braved the horror of horrors itself.
Normally I would have to snark the mall a lot at this point (why, anyone who didn't know me might get the idea that I loathe most shopping and most especially the hunt for apparel, mightn't they?), and I was amazed, as I walked through, at how foreign it all felt to me, but it ended up being mercifully brief, and anyway I am totally distracted now because OH HEY INTERVIEW!
I went to J. C. Penney, and found a suit that fit marked down from $80 to $20 - and as if there were a need for more proof that I am not a "natural woman," I did not experience the flush of triumph that I've so oft heard described, but rather, "I did it! I am only $20 closer to broke AND I get to leave prison early! YEEEEE!"
So now I am all ready to suit up tomorrow, to join a Bamm in what I hope will become our commute instead of just hers. There is a lot of newness to this! Now if only I had someone to makke out with... :)
I would say the lare size womens stores are supplied by people who are colorblind, but the regular size stuff has the same problem to a lesser extent.
me, too.
Good luck today! Great job of suit hunting. $20 is pretty damned affordable, and you got it done quick.
I'm thinking extra good thoughts for you!!!
And yay for getting the hell out of shopping hell as soon as possible.
The only shopping I find pleasurable is thrift shopping, and I only ever do that when there isn't anything I particularly *need*.