I've always had what my mother calls "footballer thighs", big and thick (even though I despise the sport). It made finding pants that fit just that bit extra exasperating, and was one of the things that made me so very self-conscious. This was one of the many driving factors for why I hadn't worn jeans in 10 years, and why all my pants were overly baggy and looked sack-ish.
But that's a changin'

So yesterday I went to two stores looking for more skinny jeans (yes, my happiness has been derived from stretch denim of late). I got super self-conscience at the first store (a little girl kept staring at me -_-) so I moved on to the next store, which I knew would be busy, but in general I feel comfortable there (it helps they have self-serve checkouts). I managed to find two pairs of size AU 16 jeans, one pair mid-rise and one that said it was 'super skinny' and sculpting. I crossed my fingers and bought them, without trying them on (hate changing rooms)... I was hoping the smaller size would fit since my first pair were too big in the larger size.
I rushed home and tried them on. And I have to say, I've always liked my arse, even before coming to grips with everything that I have, but dayum do I like it even more now!

I was so happy to see my bum the way I've always wanted to see it, caressed in denim

It also made me really aware of the amount of mass my legs have shed, something I hadn't noticed from the clothes I had been wearing
So very, very, very happy right now!
These new liberating clothes (I've never thought of clothing as being liberating until now), even though they're not many yet, has made my coming out to my mother even more important as I can't go back to wearing my old clothes.