This past week has not been very interesting, and I’m still feeling frustrated by Thursday’s attempts at going swimming. It’s been 12 years I haven’t set foot in a public pool, and the only day I finally feel like going again, my bag complete with swmisuit, glasses, towels and the likes, I see that they’re closed for two weeks due to general clean-up. Yuck. Someday, I’ll manage to go swim again, I swear!
Yesterday, we took the afternoon to go to the European Fair in Strasbourg, where, among other things, lots of “ethnic” jewellry and clothing were presented. I’m really a sucker for this kind of things, especially earrings and Asian-inspired clothes, so I was feeling like a fish in water, running from one stand to the other, wishing I could afford so much more. Not surprisingly, I settled into the Chinese/Vietnamese clothes booth to try on a few dresses, since they’re always so gorgeous without looking too tacky.
That’s when I got a slap in the face.
I had forgotten that Asian standards aren’t exactly the same as ours, and that the M size I wear now would probably not be the same at all as their M size. Which meant that I ended up having to take an XL dress instead of a M one.
Ouch.
I know, I know, I should’ve expected it, and I shouldn’t feel miffed at myself for this. It just took me by surprise, as I hadn’t been there in two years and this “detail” had completely slipped my mind in the meantime. Next time, I’ll do my best to remember this.
On a somewhat related side note, the boobs definitely don’t pass. I could be super-slim, I’m sure they still wouldn’t. Not that I absolutely want small breasts, I like mine the way they are, but it’s slowly starting to become a problem, since my body size isn’t in adequation with them anymore, and I happen to have a hard time to find shirts that aren’t too large on the waist BUT can still be buttoned on the bosom. In a way, when I was really overweight, it was easy: “I’m fat, my boobs are fat, the clothes fit”. Well, it feels weird now.
However, cheer, girl, that’s probably part of the joys of getting back to a normal weight for my size!
- Kery
September 10th, 2005 at 16:00
I’ve missed you but I understand we all go thru tough periods. Right now I’m trying my hardest not to just give up entirely.
I wish I had a local pool to swim at…I love swimming.
ps. I hear ya on the boob thing. I had a reduction at 15 yo from a DDD to a C. Now from gaining weight I have DD…v. frustrating.
September 11th, 2005 at 18:49
Yeah, sometimes I also feel like giving up entirely -_- I’m tired of having to force myself to eat veggies that I don’t like just because I need variety in my diet, and stuff like that. There are days when one just wants to say “screw this” and go back to the good old sweet and fat things, huh…
A DDD? Wow. I’m not sure if sizes are the same here, but I used to be a D-cup (I’m now a C, which is still big enough… the average is between A and B here, it seems). So if this is the same, I totally udnerstand how frustrating this can be…