Before I went on holidays I did my usual panicked last minute shopping trip to find some clothes that actually fit me. I dragged AJ along to carry my bags and stop me from having a tantrum in the fitting rooms. Turns out he was not the ideal shopping partner...
Me trying on a top and having a size small fit me (only because it is intended to be worn very, very loose)
ME: This is what us weight-loss bloggers call a NSV
ME: It's a non-scale victory
AJ: You bloggers are strange
5 minutes later I tried on a size 18 shirt that didn't come close to buttoning up
ME: Damn it, stupid freaking shirt doesn't fit
AJ: Is this what weight-loss bloggers call a NSF?
AJ: A non-scale fail
ME: Get fucked