I'm a bit of a fatty by my standards, which means there are clothes in my wardrobe that either don't fit, or do fit but only just. So I've moved them into the wardrobe in the spare room for the time being. I can't wait to wear them again, well, I say again but there are two things in there still with tags, I'll have to wear them first.
It all looks very sad.
Five skirts, the sequinned one is as yet unworn, I bought it from a charity shop for £1.99 a couple of weeks ago, the shop doesn't have a dressing room so I just bought it in the spirit of optimism. The other four, I used to wear all the time, but I'm too bulbous at the moment.
I love this dress, it's usually so comfy, but at the moment it's not a good look on me. I hope to be looking great in it again very soon.
Again, these technically fit in that I can put them on my body without having to be rescued by someone with some sharp scissors, but to go out and about in them, I don't think so. The swirly one hasn't been worn since I tried it on in the shop.
So that's that, my actual wardrobe has many tops but not much to contain my expanding bottom, I'll do a bit of jumping around and say no to crisps and see where that leaves me.