Jeans! Pre Op WOW moment.
This weekend I came across these jeans that I have not worn for about 2 years- I have been cleaning out my closet and trying sell and dontate some of my clothes that will soon no longer fit me. When i found these jeans I thought...I should hang on to these I can wear them in a few months after surgery.... This morning I decided to try them on. They fit! This is before surgery!
In other news.....I wish we had a local clothing exchange so I can dontate some of these clothes and trade for ones that will fit.
In other news.....I wish we had a local clothing exchange so I can dontate some of these clothes and trade for ones that will fit.
Trying on all the clothes that did not fit before is good and bad. Found stuff each time (3 closet cleanings so far) that is fun to wear - as my GF said I could wear a new outfit everyday from all I had. But, it is also depressing because of all the money down the drain in unworn or seldom worn clothes. At least, I can donate most so someone else can benefit.
I saved my favorite pair of 4X shorts and tie-dye shirt. I take my picture in them monthly. I have posted now and thens in this saved outfit to my profile, including one taken last night!
I saved my favorite pair of 4X shorts and tie-dye shirt. I take my picture in them monthly. I have posted now and thens in this saved outfit to my profile, including one taken last night!
CONGRATS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just think how many more of these moments you will have.
As far as the clothes go....I'm looking around for a local place to drop clothes off. Good Will normally doesn't carry my sizes, so I doubt I'll go there. I'm thinking of talking to a few community churches to see if they know anyone that is of bigger size that needs the help.....I'm sure there are a few other places, I just have to find them. :)
Sucess is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts. - Winston Churchill
That's amazing and wonderful. Congratulations Papi... get used to it.
I took all my old clothes to shelters. I know I could have sold or traded them but for me (personally) it was a need to give back in gratitude and allow them to just go... some really gorgeous things... joyfully given to those who need and have so little.
While losing weight, haven't been able to afford all new stuff but second hand shops are good. Now that I think I'm stabilizing, I'm allowing a few new things.
Yeah, it's a journey.
I took all my old clothes to shelters. I know I could have sold or traded them but for me (personally) it was a need to give back in gratitude and allow them to just go... some really gorgeous things... joyfully given to those who need and have so little.
While losing weight, haven't been able to afford all new stuff but second hand shops are good. Now that I think I'm stabilizing, I'm allowing a few new things.
Yeah, it's a journey.
"When patterns are broken, new worlds emerge." -Tuli Kupferberg
I went through some clothes during my weight loss year.
It all started with my fat clothes consisting of size 48 to 50 pants and XXXXL shirts. My wardrobe was pretty basic, a lot of solids and nothing at all flashy. It was mostly made up of huge Hane's t-shirts from Wal-Mart.
During the first phase of change, I started going through clothes I had outgrown but had kept. These fit better but were, unfortunately, remnants of nineties fashion for the most part. Luckily, I sped through that phase.
Then I entered the second phase where I could start shopping in the mall again, and I discovered Steve and Barry's (RIP) and Rugged Wearhouse, discount clothing stores that received so much of my hard earned money. But the price was right, and I knew that these clothes would only be transistional, so I wasn't planning on spending too much. When I outgrew those clothes, I simply went back and bought more. Also, my ex's mother was a store manager at a KMart and got me some great deals on polo shirts.
Then, there was the third and permanent phase. I was down to about a 29-30 waist and wearing M shirts, so I knew that I wasn't going to get too much smaller. So I started spending more money on a permanent wardrobe, one in which Aeropostale became the backbone of (A&F I always found too pretentious, and the American Eagles in Huntsville all seemed to hire only complete douchebags and tools.) I eventually settled at a 26-27 inch waist with S-M shirts depending on the cut.
Here in the Philippines, clothing is so cheap, and you can find all of the brands you want, including Diezel, Amerikan Eegle, Hambercrombie and Fitch and Arrowpostale (this country if filled with fakes, from the pretty good to so-bad-I-just-had-to-have-that-pair-of-Tonny-jeans.)
What did I do with all of my old clothes? We boxed them up and sent them to the Philippines, so my relatives could wear them or reroof the house with them. I moved here and saw all of my relatives wearing nice clothes that were WAY too big for their little frames. Yes, people, I am haunted everyday by the fashion ghosts of my fat days. And when the wind blows through the enormous drapes in my aunt's dining room and I see the Hanes XXXXL labels on them, I smile a little about how far I've come.
Chris
It all started with my fat clothes consisting of size 48 to 50 pants and XXXXL shirts. My wardrobe was pretty basic, a lot of solids and nothing at all flashy. It was mostly made up of huge Hane's t-shirts from Wal-Mart.
During the first phase of change, I started going through clothes I had outgrown but had kept. These fit better but were, unfortunately, remnants of nineties fashion for the most part. Luckily, I sped through that phase.
Then I entered the second phase where I could start shopping in the mall again, and I discovered Steve and Barry's (RIP) and Rugged Wearhouse, discount clothing stores that received so much of my hard earned money. But the price was right, and I knew that these clothes would only be transistional, so I wasn't planning on spending too much. When I outgrew those clothes, I simply went back and bought more. Also, my ex's mother was a store manager at a KMart and got me some great deals on polo shirts.
Then, there was the third and permanent phase. I was down to about a 29-30 waist and wearing M shirts, so I knew that I wasn't going to get too much smaller. So I started spending more money on a permanent wardrobe, one in which Aeropostale became the backbone of (A&F I always found too pretentious, and the American Eagles in Huntsville all seemed to hire only complete douchebags and tools.) I eventually settled at a 26-27 inch waist with S-M shirts depending on the cut.
Here in the Philippines, clothing is so cheap, and you can find all of the brands you want, including Diezel, Amerikan Eegle, Hambercrombie and Fitch and Arrowpostale (this country if filled with fakes, from the pretty good to so-bad-I-just-had-to-have-that-pair-of-Tonny-jeans.)
What did I do with all of my old clothes? We boxed them up and sent them to the Philippines, so my relatives could wear them or reroof the house with them. I moved here and saw all of my relatives wearing nice clothes that were WAY too big for their little frames. Yes, people, I am haunted everyday by the fashion ghosts of my fat days. And when the wind blows through the enormous drapes in my aunt's dining room and I see the Hanes XXXXL labels on them, I smile a little about how far I've come.
Chris
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