April 16, 2009

Wardrobe Woes

1 part vanity, 3 parts reality; I have nothing to wear.
Allow me to explain. (Sorry male readers. You can skip this post if would like to preserve any sense of sanity)

I'll be out of town for the weekend. I'm going with my hubby to a convention in Vegas. Its for his work, but he thought I would be helpful since its a printing and graphics convention. I have a limited knowledge of such things while he has none.
He said I didn't need to dress up for it or anything, but of course, I need to look nice. Dress for success though, right?
I stared mournfully at my closet as all I saw was a single row of cap sleeve solid colored shirts, half of which didn't fit. I pulled out anything I wasn't already completely certain didn't fit that I thought would pass as presentable. I even pulled out my maternity clothes, just to see if I could get away with wearing anything that didn't make me look pregnant.

1 part vanity.

This post baby body stuff can be rather irritating. Inflated and deflated parts seem have switched places and gotten confused. And I wish there were magic skin scissors where I could simply grab the loose tummy flubby and snip it off.
I tried on shirt, after shirt, after too small shirt. I suddenly mourned the fact that I lack style and am not willing to spend more than $10 on a shirt. As well as the fact that I'm not willing to buy new clothes at my current size as I have high hopes of losing that rest of the baby pounds.

3 parts reality.

My neighbor's oldest daughter is about Savannah's age. She had her third baby a month after I had Alayna. We are both working toward getting back into our clothes.
I was talking with her on the phone and she asked how my packing was going. I explained my wardrobe woes and she jumped in and told me to come down and check out her clothes.
I felt really silly about it, but I was hopeful. We are about the same height and build so, maybe, just maybe I'd catch a break.
For the next hour I felt like a teenager as she threw shirts and jackets and pants and shoes at me! Telling me to try this on with that or that with this. Thank heaven there are some people out there with a sense of style, for I inherited none.
And all the while, we laughed at ourselves and our post baby bodies. This doesn't fit and that gives me a muffin top. There's no way in heck that thing is going to button and sucking in doesn't seem to help.

However, I was successful in obtaining a presentable wardrobe. I feel so much better about this weekend. I know, I'm such a girl sometimes. What can I say? It's in my genes.

See? There is a logical reason why girls tend to have more clothes than guys. We have skinny clothes, pregnancy clothes, post pregnancy clothes, and every size in between! Its truly amazing how many sizes you can be in one year.
So, I've come to the conclusion that men aren't allowed to complain about the amount of clothes a women has.

Wouldn't you agree?

P.S. Since I'll be gone today and Friday, I've set up Friday's post to be another bedtime story. You can't say I didn't warn you!

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Michelle said...

Have fun! We'll hopefully get down to play with cousins. I love shopping in other people's closets! My sisters and I would always switch around, and even now they give me their hand-me downs as we go through the size cycles.

Heidi said...

It's unfortunate--that girl gene. I used to enjoy being fashion-unconscious. And still revel in my moments when I can just NOT CARE. Unfortunately, it's better if I do. That whole professional thing. But I refuse to own too many clothes. I'm not allowed to buy anything unless I get rid of something else. Then again, I don't have the during or post-pregnancy problem. Just the I-eat-too-much problem. Have fun on your trip! (No kids, right?)

Tabitha (From Single to Married) said...

I totally know where you're coming from! In fact, this morning I had to dig around in my "heavier" clothes to find something to fit since I've gained a few pounds recently. :( I'm happy to report that those pants were still too big but I'm at that in between phase which isn't good either. and a girl definitely needs to have something to wear!

Have fun in Vegas!

Mama Smith said...

TOO FUNNY, Sarah!!!! I just wish I could wear my TEMPLE DRESS 24/7...I feel SO AWESOME IN IT...loose fitting...DARLING sleeves and embroidered "femine" stuff on my dress...Then, I would never worry if I gained or lost weight...cause I would always look the same in it!!!(smile)NO MORE SHOPPING FOR NEW CLOTHES!!!! YES!!!

Lili said...

"I've come to the conclusion that men aren't allowed to complain about the amount of clothes a women has."

Amen, sista! I haven't even had any children and I still fluctuate between 3-4 sizes!

Mrs. Tapa said...

Amen, sister. Amen.

Mrs. Tapa said...

--just saw previous comment. hope you don't mind my echo ;)--

Terresa said...

Hey, I was born & raised in Vegas! Hope you have a fun trip!

And I dig this post about post-partum clothes, in between clothes, etc, etc. It took me quite awhile after my twins to get back to what I felt was "normal" only to get pregnant again (luckily, with a singleton) two yrs later. Ahhh, all in the name of love.

PS: I'm the one who found you on Mormon Mommy blogs, and btw, thanks for visiting my blog, too. ;)

Emily C said...

I hear ya, sista.

I hate the ever-changing sizes. And then when you get into something you like, SOMEBODY SPITS UP SOMETHING NASTY ON IT THAT WON'T COME OUT AND IT'S STAINED FOREVER.

Ugh. But yay for friends with cute clothes!

Serene is my name, not my life! said...

LOL! I LOVED all your comments. I'm so glad I'm not the only one out there with wardrobe woes.
Quick, everyone go out and find a friend who is the same size and double your closet!
Then go out and eat some chocolate to feel better about not fitting in your own clothes. That's my solution. =)

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