NEVER IN MY WILDEST DREAMS...
I've always wanted a leather jacket, the kind that hugs your body and zips up with attitude. Not a motorcycle momma leather jacket, just something that makes a statement, "God ahead, mess with me...your life will never be the same..." So I went shopping this weekend (my husband and I actually had the day together and we had a good time! Just got to get away from the mommy/daddy syndrome once and a while and pay attention to what brought us together in the first place -- but that's another post, another day). Anyway, Penny's was having this great sale so cruised and browsed and never step foot in the Women's section! In fact, bought my first size 12 and wore it to work yesterday. Okay, so back to the leather jacket. We're at these racks of leather and Jim says, "Go ahead, try one on." I move to the 2X and 3X rack and he pulls me back to the regular sizes. I am filled with doubt and fear, knowing that there is no way in hell I will ever wear a leather jacket over this belly -- still, the belly, even though it's nothing compared to what it was a year ago, I still feel it, sense it as if that mountain of flesh will be my albatross for the rest of my life. Jim pulls a large off its hanger and hands it to me, and gently says, "Go ahead, put it on." The look in his eyes says love. Just love. I'm learning to listen to his eyes because he is a man of very few words, which has left me feeling starving for attention. So I put it on. The leather is soft, like butter, the lining is smooth against my bare arms. I turn away from Jim because I don't want him to see my embarrassment when I try the impossible...to zip it. And there it goes, without a hitch. I'm in leather! A comfortable fit, not too snug, not too big, just right. "Wow," I say. Just that word. Wow. I look in the mirror and there's this lady looking back at me, a middle-aged woman with a face that has lived through years of pain and passion, dreams and nightmares...and no leather. The phantom belly goes up in smoke; okay, it's still there, but nothing that people stare at and children ask, "Are you having a baby?" I'm in leather. Just had to share. Love to you all, Reenie P.S. I DID buy the jacket; will try to post a pic with me wearing it.
Hi Reenie,
I can completely relate. I have had leather jackets over the years, but always the 'bomber' style in a men's XL or XXL. My dream has been a RED leather dress coat. Not a jacket, but a long coat. I have already served Mr Mo with notice that when I reach my goal, I WILL have that red leather coat!!!
Enjoy your jacket. Can't wait to see the pictures!
Hugs, Mo
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Janine 
Awh Reenie. I can relate so well. I bought me a leather Jacket this year too. As a matter of fact, I bought a large. The zipper broke and I returned it and got a Medium!!!!
But the tummy thing is my albatross too. If I look at me from the back, I say wow!!! From the front, I look the same but with more wrinkles.
Today someone stopped me in the hall and complimented me again on the difference in my looks, my walk and my voice. My neice actually told me I needed to get new glasses as they were too big for my face now. (I only wear them on rare occassions.)
Awh Reenie. I can relate so well. I bought me a leather Jacket this year too. As a matter of fact, I bought a large. The zipper broke and I returned it and got a Medium!!!!
But the tummy thing is my albatross too. If I look at me from the back, I say wow!!! From the front, I look the same but with more wrinkles.
Today someone stopped me in the hall and complimented me again on the difference in my looks, my walk and my voice. My neice actually told me I needed to get new glasses as they were too big for my face now. (I only wear them on rare occassions.)
Joy 
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