Looking into my closet is such a drag these days. I see the cute dresses and tops hanging in there and screaming for me to leave them alone. There was a time when these were flattering and I turned a few heads when I wore them. Well trust me, I am still turning heads but for a totally different reason. Every woman should own a three way mirror. It is very difficult to see the back fat from the front.
I can still squeeze into those cute clothes. I still look good in them. However, it's only from the front and only when I take a deep breath in. It's breathing out and the view from the rear that is the problem. Reality,check, I must breath and I will be seen from the back. Buying those items that stretch may have seemed like a good idea at the time but as I look in the mirror from the rear and breathing out - really?
Tailored is the mature woman's camouflage of what we endearingly call "love handles". I have never understood who actually loves them.
My mind is swimming with "I want to be sexy", "I want to show my curves", "I want to turn heads". Then suddenly a little voice of reason (I hate that voice) says "You can dear, just not in this outfit".
Now dressing for my age and size sucks big time. Oh, I can still be hot, just not wearing what's in my closet. Oh well, off to the department store I go. I just have to decide which girlfriend I am going to take shopping with me. That's easy, the one that wears the tailored clothes. She would know where to go.
Reality sucks!
I'll be TuKute again and without the snickers behind my back or about my back, whatever.
See you next time when I explore Denial - I am good at my job.
Stay Kute!
For Discriminating Women who either have or want to embrace their maturity and truly believe that this is the best time ever.
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