Nothing wears me out and

Nothing wears me out and depresses me so much as shopping for and trying on clothes. Argh.

The trip started off well enough....as I came out of the Sbahn, I got a whiff of the most Deeelicious smell - waffles! I followed my nose into the little out door market and bought one. Heaven!

Then I went into this jean store. All the skinny twits - ok, they're not ALL skinny, and I have no idea if they're twits or not, they're just MUCH skinnier than me -- ANYWAY, they're all wearing these cool, funky multi-patched/streaked/decorated/interesting-seamed jeans this spring. I want some. Fortunately for this project, my current jeans have worn a hole in an unfortunate place - this after I noticed it coming and PATCHED it. Yes, I picked up a needle and thread and sewed. I NEVER do this.

So, I go into this store that sells nothing but these cool jeans. A salesperson asks if he can help, so taking a chance (I looked in another store on Friday for 45 min and couldn't find any in my size), I told him the width and length I'm looking for. He quickly finds one in the right width, but it's two inches longer than I said. Since they're also just plain jane jeans, I say "No, my legs are short. You don't have any in 30?" Without bothering to look around the rest of the store....."No, we only have 32." Bullshit. "What about in the cool jeans". Gives a "definitely NOT" shake of his head. Okay, it's the beginning, I'm determined to be cheerful, so I say thanks and walk out.

I spent about 2-3 hours in my favorite department store looking for bras, pants, workout pants, perfume, shoes and a jacket. I found bras, workout pants, and perfume. I actually found a pair of jeans in their "hip larger woman" section.....however, the waist was about two inches under my boobs and only felt comfortable when I rolled the waist down. So, if I don't mind that so much (this is a common problem I have with pants) and NEVER use the pockets - they looked cool. Who knows....I might go back and buy them. But I really like pockets.

However, I only found about three of these kinds of jeans in my size. In smaller sizes there are TONS of these kinds of jeans - an infinite variety. I really hate this. I don't feel like I'm THAT much larger that other people, but I start to think so when I go shopping. It's so hard for me to find cool clothes, that I'd wear, in my size. Or I just get tired before finding them. Or I find them, and they are 2-3 times as expensive as skinny twit clothes. And they're not any better quality (often worse!). Hmmph.

I just keep telling myself I'm working out and I WILL loose weight. This month I've been pretty good: I'm not eating chips or chocolate or crackers so much. Mostly because I just don't want to eat them (Seriously - I have absolutely no urge to buy and eat them). I'm working out - not this week because I'm sick, but I AM working out. And I have to keep telling myself it's not an instant thing, it's a slow process. Still.

I'm off to nap before die Lange Nacht der Museen (Long night of Museums). About 40 musuems are open until 4am tonight with shows, parties, etc. You buy one ticket and it gets you in to all participating musuems and a bus goes between them all.

Tschuss. Posted by Jinglelady at March 29, 2003 04:19 PM | Previous Blog | TrackBack