So, even on Weight Watchers, I've figured out how to have M&Ms without going "off-plan." Thus, I stopped into Walgreens Wednesday morning, because they always have them on sale. There was a longish line at the register; but the cashier at the cosmetics counter came up and offered to check me out.
While she was ringing me up, I casually mentioned how surprised I was at the volume of cosmetics Walgreens has for sale and that I would have to return and look them over sometime. The cashier replied by telling me that she gave free makeovers and appointments aren't necessary. I don't usually get made up to go shopping; but on this occasion I had, because I was planning on socializing later in the day. So, since she was an artist, I told her I wanted her honest opinion and asked her what she thought of my look, which
I think is incredibly basic.
To my surprise, she responded, "I think you're beautiful." That's not something this old girl is accustomed to hearing, especially from someone whose business it is to know. Definitely made my day.
Then, while I was doing my regular walk for exercise, I passed by a women's clothing store that was displaying a number of dresses on sale. I stopped, and there was a very cute purple pattern dress in my size -- or what used to be my size, when I was 20 lbs lighter. It was half-price, so I grabbed it, deciding to wear it on my outing. I got home, pressed for time, put it on ... and the back ripped. Silly me, I'm not an L anymore. Thank goodness, it's sweater weather. I threw on a cardigan and went out anyway. It has been
so...long... since I could wear a dress in public. I've been waiting until I get back down to my proper weight range to do some serious clothes shopping, and all my other dresses are L or M (I think I may actually be able to wear an M when I get to my target weight). But I just couldn't resist. I'm really more of a dress-and-skirt girl than slacks-and-jeans; and I was surprised that the level of non-acceptance among strangers increased noticeably today. I suppose I shouldn't have been. But I consider this very much a plus experience, despite the ripped dress and the increased hostility -- because I got to wear a
dress again. It was lovely.
