Or “How one should never lose or gain weight”.
Last night I was excited. I was excited for 2, no, make that 3 reasons.
- I had a social engagement.
- At said social engagement, I planned to wear my WAFBS Faux Fur Skirt (because it’s Fall now and I can only wear this skirt when it’s colder out — apparently it looks odd to wear a faux fur skirt in July).
- And I was seeing Kurt Elling live, one of my favorite performers.
And then the wardrobe malfunction happened.
As you some of you may remember, I have been running since the Spring. (Truth be told, I haven’t run since September because of the cold from hell that has lasted 9,000 days, but I did run from March through September.) I lost some weight. Not a lot of weight, but enough to make a difference and for people who know me to notice.
When I was getting ready for my night out and put on my Faux Fur Skirt, I noticed that it was extremely easy to put on. At first I thought, “Well done Elizabeth! You have made an excellent skirt: it’s easy to pull on and off and is so professionally finished.” And then I looked in the mirror.
People, this was no longer an attractive skirt. It was too big. It was too big in the way wearing the wrong size can make you look really heavy even when you’re not. I looked like a bad superhero. Based on what I saw in the mirror my superhero name would be Thunder Thighs Elizabeth.
Not. A. Good. Look.
I ended up wearing one of my M6069 dresses with leggings instead.
While I am pleased to be lighter in spirit and body, I am sad that some of my clothes that I lovingly and excitedly made last year no longer fit me. Why is it that altering is sooooo unappealing to sewists? I don’t think I will actually alter the Faux Fur Skirt. But who knows… I didn’t think I would take apart the Cashmere Curse either.