For the first time in who-knows-how-long, I'm wearing a dress. It's rather "Granny-Chic," if I do say so myself ... fitted but not tight, down past my knees. Black, with a tiny lavender and cream floral pattern. Spaghetti straps.

I drew the line at the foot-destroying shoes, though.
Today I sport comfy Clarks clunkers instead of that which is strappy-but-painful.

All of this transpired because we had high muckity-mucks from someplace or another come into work today. We were asked to do "business casual," instead of our usual "roll out of bed and see what's still lying on the floor and might be clean and please for the love of God make sure it covers everything ... casual." Thus the dress. Admittedly, this dress is entirely too dressy for business casual -- and that's why I opted for the Clarks and the gray cotton zippered hoodie. Had to dress it down some.

I would have worn a skirt or possibly some khakis, but the truth is that I don't have any. Not anymore. This funny thing happens when you gain 30 lbs. -- even when it's a good gain. A superb gain. A gain you would not trade for anything on earth, for it gave you a little padding for your put-a-kid's-eye-out hipbones and a set of quantifiable boobs. Even if it also gained you ass-girth.


Unfortunately for the state of my closet, I bought all skirts/khakis/etc. back in the days when I was (a). occasionally attending church and/or (b). working at the newspaper, where those fascist bastards made us dress like 1950s housewives all the damn time. All of this was before the thirty pounds from heaven, so naturally none of those things fit me anymore.

I think tonight I will go shopping. I need to own at least one skirt that isn't leather, vinyl, or so tight that blind people can read my tattoo like it's braille. I could use a pair of khakis, too. Maybe some cords, for fall. Something other than jeans, anyway. I love my Levis, but I could stand to wear something else every now and again.

[edit: since a few of you have expressed disbelief that I might have once weighed 30 pounds less than my present weight, I'd like to direct you here to this picture. That's me on the far left, about 6 years ago. It wasn't pretty, and I didn't like it even one little bit.]