Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Goodbye to You, my Trusted Friends...



I am in mourning.
Laugh if you will, but I am sad. This is tougher than I thought it would be.
You see, for years, and years and years, I have been about the same size. A happy size. A ~damn I work hard & I like to wear cute/smart/stylish clothes while I can~ size. A few years ago I knew, this day was coming. I could feel it, sense it. I knew I should be careful, change eating habits, and start exercising.
Blah blah blah!
Part of me felt like, well, look at my cousins, my family, I felt like my metabolism will always let me be, that happy size. It took me years to get to a healthy weight. Years to "learn" to eat properly and maintain a healthy weight. Gaining was the problem, not losing. So, I trained myself for many years how to eat "hardy".
Life took a curve ball.
Suddenly, (okay not suddenly more like a period of two years in the making) my clothes started getting tighter and tighter. I jumped up a size, then another.
I know it is possible to lose weight. To get into shape. BUT~ these lovely items in the photo above haven't fit for TWO YEARS.
These are some of my favorite clothing pieces.
My suits... a few favorite suits that got me through ten years of being a fashionable Realtor. A couple of favorite dresses. MY GREEN DRESS!!!! Oh the memories in my green dress.. Dress it up, dress it down... Florida walking the beach , pearls and stilettos... this dress was so versatile. I got so much use out of it. My cute little two piece light blue dress w/ the beaded work on the skirt! I looked killer at my 20th reunion in it (yikes...that was two years ago!) .
I paid good money for these little friends. Ann Taylor, Banana Republic, Hugo Buscati... On the brighter side... Most of these were purchased between 2000 - 2005. They still look great and are classics that are still stylish (kindof.. I mean, I would be wearing them..if they fit!).
I need to part with them. They have been snickering at me every time I step into the closet. They are begging to be worn, just not by me. I think it's time to go to the Jillian Center. (A Home for Battered Women & their children, that leave without a thing. The Jillian Center provides for these women, and our community offer finer clothing for them to get back into the work field). At least I know that would be a good home for them.
But I love these clothes!!!!
Stop it Janis! You will never be a two again! Say Goodbye!
Sheri~if you are reading this, I need you to come quick, they are back in my closet. It's time for an intervention!

6 comments:

Bridgette said...

Well with that gas you were talking about its no wonder they won't fit. Take some Gas-X and retry them on..LOL. I am kidding!!!
That just means you get to go shopping for some new clothes. :) Take them out of the closet Janis, and donate them to a good cause. If I lived closer I would come do an intervention. :)

JC said...

You silly ... bag em up and give them away. Buy NEW ... what fun !!!

sheri said...

I am on my way!

Reya Mellicker said...

Step slowly away from the old clothing. Put it in the recycle bin and carry on. Life is too short to worry about these things. Onwards & upwards!!!

janis said...

Thanks gals! With Sheri's intervention (thank you my friend), they have left my closet and in transit to a woman in need. So, onward, as Reya said, I am looking forward to moving on. After all, the clothes didnt make the memory, I just happen to be wearing them during the memories!

A human kind of human said...

I understand perfectly what it took to actually get them out of the house. I tend to move to small clothes that I love around the house from closet to closet, storing them for when I loose weight... and that never happens. Enjoy your shopping!