"Why don't they make it in my size?" I heard myself ask as my friend showed me the cutest plus size dress. She calmly replied (and she's not typically the calm-reply type), "Don't you have enough stores to choose from?" Point taken.
So not to be selfish, I'll tell you about One Stop Plus lingerie. They have a range of clothing (like the coral maxi above) and lingerie for women with curves. So if you're in the market for the perfect plus size lingerie and really want to flaunt your bod, check 'em out . There, I shared.
I guess I realized the weather was getting to me when I heard myself say with a deadpan expression, "So help me. If this weather continues through April, I'm jumping off a bridge." That, of course, led to another less-dramatic thought/question: What do we gals do when we have "a case of the Mondays" all week?
Sometimes we head to the hair salon: We color. We cut. We regret. We wait for hair to grow out.
I'm suggesting retail therapy. When life gives you lemons, take out the plastic and buy something pretty.
For instance, I'm kinda' having a floral moment lately. Admittedly, the moment is mostly happening in my mind, but it's HUGE. I really like this dress from Very.co.uk; they have a great range of women's clothes.
Even though they don't deliver to the U.S., you can use it as style inspiration...or if you know someone with a UK address, maybe you can get them to send it to you. If so, holler. I want that dress.
Yes, my floral moment is mostly a cerebral one, but let me tell you. I am ROCKING florals in my mind. I"m wearing them to work, to the store, on a boat, and with a goat. I do! I do like florals, Sam I Am. I like them more than green eggs and ham.
Maybe it's my way of summoning spring, but these floral harem pants are adorable. I know, I know you might be saying, "enough with the harem pants", but I really am digging the print and the structure.Check them and other Joe Browns women's clothing out today.
Question: What does it mean when you have a "Rosemary's Baby" kind of dream? And I mean totally creepalicious: big D is standing by the window in a Superman costume ready to pounce. I know, I know...weird. And I awoke petrified. As I sit here in my writing moo-moo (it's animal print), I am trying to figure out what led to the dream.
I mean, it's not like I had a "hell of a week"; in fact I had quite the pleasant one, which included an immensely successful Loehmann's trip and everything! And then I thought, "yes, shopping". I've been a little more than consumed with a sleek gathered pencil skirt from Firetrap.
And you're probably like, "WTH. Buy it already." Well, as of right now, there's no shipping to the US. So I guess it makes sense that it crept its way into my subconscious. Boomski.
My arms have been compared to MObama's more than once. But here's a little secret. Mine wiggle. That's probably why I shake my bingo wings at just about anyone who will look. I love to watch them sway and shake. In fact, I'm beginning to notice that with each jiggle, I giggle. I am easily amused.
Maybe one day, I'll decide to lift 2 lbs. weights or something, but until then I'll be trolling bingo sites on the hunt for worthy competitors. Yeah, you get where I'm going. Don't be afraid. I want to create and participate in (obvi), "Battle of the Bingo Wings". I also plan to win.
Until then, I will be shocking adults and perhaps frightening children. Believe it or not, I do have an admirable goal...making us all a little more comfortable with our bodies and of course, making myself laugh.
