So The Shopping...

I got up early on Saturday morning and headed straight off to the shopping centre on a mission to find an outfit for my work functions this week. I took everything in the change rooms that was a 'maybe' and gave everything a shot. I ended up buying a cream silk top, with an interesting cut out design that I really quite liked from Basque at Myer. I would post a picture, but I can't find it online. It was $99.95 (so completely over priced) and I figured I could wear it with my trusty black pants and a black cardigan. It wasn't quite what I was looking for, but it did look sophisticated and I figured that it would look good with some great shoes, earrings and my hair and make up done well.

I got home and tried it on again and realised with a sense of dread that it did not flatter me at all, in fact, it looked terrible on me. I got so excited that something fit me and that I liked it, that I forgot about one important factor- does it look good on me? It billows from the top of my chest and gives me no shape at all, which is cute on a stick thin girl, but not on someone who weighs 120 kilos. I looked like a giant marshmallow cartoon character.

Sunday morning I got up and decided to try again, this time at another shopping centre on the other side of town. I have always had a lot of luck finding the perfect outfit at this shopping centre (chaddy for those of you in Melbs) so I had a good feeling about it. I loaded myself up with lots of options in the change rooms and slowly eliminated them (mostly because they were too tight around my stomach, which is where I carry my weight). I was waiting until last to try on a black suit, I knew if it fit that it would be perfect, but I also knew that I really couldn't afford it. Finally I tried it on and I knew I had to get it. It is a plain black, nicely cut suit jacket and skirt. I normally prefer to wear pants with suits, but they just don't suit my shape at the moment because they are too tight around my stomach and too baggy around my legs/bum.

So, needless to say, I was desperate and I put the suit on my credit card and it was $180 for the jacket and $90 for the skirt. I wouldn't have a problem if I thought I would get lots of wear out of it, but it is a little too professional looking for most things I attend (it scares off some clients). Plus, I had to buy the jacket in a size 20 (biggest size they had) and the skirt in a size 24. The skirt fits me perfect now, the jacket is a bit too small, by the time the jacket (hopefully) fits me better, the skirt will be too big. I guess I can get it altered at a tailor.

While I was shopping, I found a black top that flattered my shape perfectly (tight over the boobs, drapes over the stomach) and was only $49. It wasn't right for my work events, but it will be good for everyday work days. So of course I also bought it in the only other colour it came in, purple. I wore it to work today and I was talking to a colleague when she asked me if I had bought my top from Basque, because her mum had bought the exact same top in purple. Her mum. Great... That was the moment where I should have owned up and said that I also bought it in purple, but I was embarrassed and chickened out. So now I am probably going to return it because I am to embarrassed to wear it at work and I can't afford to keep a new top that I won't wear to work.

I am overwhelmingly relieved that I found something to wear, but I won't be stepping foot in a shopping centre for quite some time.