I am going to be totally honest with you. When the whole skinny jean phenomenon hit about a year ago, I was totally bummed. Because of the size of my bum. I was really jealous of the girls who could pull off the skinny jeans with the fab boots and adorable fitted shirt. I have never been a jean girl, and skinny jeans were like a bad joke. And then I found a pair at Khols that were totally made for girls with a booty! Lauren Conrad (don’t act like you don’t know her from the Hills) makes a great pair of pencil jeans, that have just the right amount of stretch in them that keeps them from looking more like a pair of pajama jeans. Which, by the way, are the worst idea ever, but I will write a whole different post about that.
So, I got my booty into some skinny jeans. But I still had to wear the “fluffy, doesn’t hug the skin, lets me sit down without a muffin top” shirt. Because I have a belly. Not a baby belly. My kid is 3. This is a belly, that I can blame on not exercising, drinking too many glasses of wine and eating as much food as a line backer. I have a whole closet full of great tops that I really wanted to pair with my killer skinny jeans, but I was stuck with the 2 black and baggy shirts that didn’t cling to my back fat. So, instead of buying new shirts that were bigger and baggier I decided to lose weight.
I lost 22 pounds in 2 months. I joined a medical weight loss clinic, paid them a lot of money to keep me accountable, stopped eating carbs, starting working out and dropped the weight all before New Years. I had to go down 2 sizes in my skinny jeans and was so happy to find that Khols still had them available. While I was shopping, I grabbed a pair of black riding style pants that are just as fabulous to wear with some cute black slouch boots I own.
So I can totally wear skinny jeans now. Not the kind that are so small that they would fit my toddler, but the kind that flatter my curves and allow me to be stylish without looking like a stuffed grape leaf. I remember what it feels like to go shopping and not cry because I am lying to myself about what size I wear. Losing weight was the best thing I could have done to start off 2011, and I can’t wait to see what the next trend is that I can conquer. Jump suit?…bring it on. Pencil skirt?… I will own you. Shorty shorts?…. ok, I am too old for that, but I won’t judge you if you do it!