Shanna signed this to my guestbook today:
You are hilarious! Thanks for making me giggle today! Hey, here is another reason I hate being fat: No such thing as "skinny" jeans. I mean, come on! I really hate that phrase. I only have fat jeans and makes-my-bootie-a-little-less-ginormous jeans.
Wow, don't you agree? When was the last time you could say you fit into skinny jeans? I'm with Shanna, screw the "skinny" jeans, I just want ones that don't make my butt look so fat!
Well that makes me think... my defintition of "skinny" jeans has creeped up and up over the years. "Skinny" jeans used to be size 9 when I was in high school, then in college 16 was my "skinny" jeans, now... well... geesh I consider 20's my skinny jeans. The grass is always greener on the other side isn't it? We are never happy with where we are. Even "skinny" girls have "skinnier" jeans that they wish they could wiggle into. What a horrible concept, "skinny" jeans. Ugh.
You can't pick up a woman's magazine these days without reading about skinny jeans. There is always some article on finding the perfect jeans, or a diet to help you fit into those elusive jeans, or some crazy way to shrink your butt enough to wear skinny jeans. We are so brainwashed on this topic. I guess the one point I do like about the concept of "skinny" jeans, is that it isn't focusing on weight, the actual number I mean. I think your size is a great way to gauge weight and weight loss. Sometimes striving for that "skinny" weight is crazy, when really you might fit into those "skinny" jeans at a higher weight than you though possible. The way your clothes fit is a great way to track your progress. That's mostly what I do now. Sure I do weigh myself. By the way, I've cracked the daily weighing habit, I'm now at about once every week or two. But I do follow how my clothes fit more closely. Thankfully my clothes have been getting too big (or not thankfully to my poor pocket book since I need new clothes). I pulled out a shirt that I had been wearing since this winter and I swear it's starting to look like a maternity top. And no, I don't mean my tummy is getting that big, I mean the shirt is way too volumnious.
The other day I was seaching my house high and low for my capri pants. I really hate capris, but it's summer, I'm hot, there is no alternative unless I want to melt into a pile a slimy goo by days end. Anyway, I just couldnt find them. Finally I called my mom and asked her if she knew where I put them (my mom lived with me for a bit, that's why she might know). She had to remind me that I gave all my summer shorts and capris away to the Good Will last year. I was like, "OMG why did I do that?" She pleasantly reminded me that they were all sized 26-30! Wow I had totally forgot that. I'm into a 22 nowadays, so it would be pretty hard to hold up those big pants now! But that really got me thinking, just a couple years ago, size 22 were my "skinny" jeans. Maybe I need to stop and reflect more on the progress I have made already and appreciate that I AM in my "skinny" jeans.
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