I was shopping at Ann Taylor Loft when the first happened. The shopping itself isn't the first. I do that a little too much sometimes. Loft was having 50% off sale prices and I simply could not say no. But something new happened.
Since high school I've eschewed striped shirts or dresses. They were simply reminders of everything I didn't like about myself. I saw them on the racks and went "EW!! Stripes!! I can't wear those!" I never once tried stripes on though. I just ran away from them as if they were coated in radioactive goo.
Yesterday while perusing the sale racks, I found myself picking up striped shirt after striped shirt. When I got back into the dressing rooms I was pleasantly surprised to discover that the striped shirts actually looked really cute on me. In fact, I bought two of the striped sweaters. An overwhelming part of me wants to go back and buy more...
For the first time I feel confident enough to buy & wear stripes. I love my body!
Another shot of my pretty striped sweaters |
"Once you accept the universe as being something expanding into an infinite nothing which is something, wearing stripes with plaid is easy."
Albert Einstein
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