|The dress that didn't fit.|
But here is the important part. I didn't hate it...and it showed off my body, er go - I didn't hate my body. Look, I'm not where I want to be, only about half way, but I don't hate my body. I don't hate my body! That was such an ah-ha moment for me. For the first time I was really embracing my curves, I wasn't feeling afraid to show off my body....hell, I even walked out of the dressing room to the big mirror. Out of the dressing room! Are you kidding me? Out where people could see me! I have a feeling that is something many chubby girls don't do...I know I rarely ever did before.