Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Still in the Closet

My 20th College Reunion is this weekend.  As of this moment I'm planning to attend.  I'm not my best self (and by "best self" I mean "not skinny") but in the spirit of embracing life and meeting challenges head on, I'm encouraging myself to just go with it - whatever "it" is.  In preparation for this momentous event,  I may (or may not) have done the following things in the last week.

  • Googled "Make-up tips to make you look 10 years younger."  Realized that still makes me look "32".  Sigh.
  • Decided not to buy anything new because I have lots of clothes hanging in my closet.
  • Spent an hour in my closet. Confirmed I have nothing to wear.
  • Took a trip to the mall.  Tried on "skinny jeans".  Tried on not so skinny jeans. Tried on skirts.
  • Asked salesperson to show me their selection of slimming shoes.
  • Returned home determined to wear something I already have.
  • Found two pairs of college era jeans in the "never gettin' into these again" section of my closet. Felt wave of nostalgia for all things button-fly.
  • Googled "dress up your yoga pants."
  • Returned to my closet and realized I have approximately eleventy-million black sweater/dark jean outfit possibilities. Decide I hate every single black sweater I own.  Don't get me started on the jeans. Or the use of the word outfit. 
  • Returned to mall in search of the perfect little black sweater. Purchased pink sweater - not for the reunion but because it was cute and on sale. 
  • Googled "slimming scarves."
  • Pondered whether or not November 1st is too late (really) to wear my favorite black linen skirt,
  • Googled "slimming pearls."
  • Returned to mall (again), determined to find "the perfect outfit." Fail.  
  • Bought expensive "volumizing" shampoo - because BIG HAIR could be slimming.
  • Hav[ing] an allergic reaction to expensive shampoo.  Hair has volume but I have hives. 
  • Taking Benadryl.
  • Remind myself I'm going to this reunion to see people, not to be seen. Laugh out loud.
  • Remind myself I'm going to this reunion to see people, not to be seen. Try to believe it.
Now, what I am going to wear.  Sigh.

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