Sunday, December 28, 2008
Take a deep breath.
On Monday I'm going shopping with my ultra fit, super cute, beautiful inside-and-out friend. (Think I'm exaggerating? Take a look at her picture!!) She has vowed to find me a pair of jeans that will change my life...or at least my self-concept. I have been doing all sorts of cognitive-behavioral exercises to get ready for the experience including memorizing the words and absorb the intent of this cute Wow Wow Wubbzy song. At what age do you think I will just embrace my body type and its flaws? Hopefully by tomorrow. I don't even like to try on jeans by myself, let alone with a size MINUS ZERO model-esque clinical psychologist!! Yikes. Wish me (and her!!) luck.
I love this post on The Cardigan Empire about pear-shaped people. Here's the portion that I loved/hated the most:
Your closet is 92% tops, 8% bottoms. Of those 8%, 60% are skirts under which no one can determine the actual circumference of your thigh. Abomination is the noun you would use to identify skinny jeans...Feel free to exercise to your heart's content (hearts like exercise). But when you are done, you'll just be a smaller pear.
Yep. That's me.