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Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Fantasizing Fashionista


I find myself more and more daydreaming about clothes. I know it has a lot to do with the fact that in losing weight, I fit into cuter clothes, and not only that, but I feel better in my clothes! I feel like I can wear more chic, in-style, and flirty clothing. That’s a great feeling to have. I can’t wait until I’m at the size I want to be and I will really be strutting my stuff. Luckily, what seems to be in style at the moment works great for my current body type, so I am flaunting it to the fullest! 

I keep letting my mind drift and more often than not it drifts to images of outfits I’m dying to put together. Most are inspired by what I see girls wearing as they walk down the halls at school (and it’s insane how little I paid attention to what girls wore before… I literally never cared, and imagined myself to be invisible to everyone around me… now I realize, and it’s slightly depressing, how much other people do pay attention to what you wear, what your hair looks like, if your shoes match your outfit, and so on and so on… makes me terrified of what people really thought of me behind my back in high school with my too-long hair with the dead ends and baggy blue jeans and ugly boyish t-shirts. No wonder I didn’t get laid in high school…) and I take mental notes if something a girl is wearing catches my eye and I think that I myself would look good in those boots or that top. 

There’s a girl in my French class. I don’t know her name, but I’m slightly obsessed with her style. Every time she walks into class, I feel a twinge of longing. I’d love to be her size, her body type, and have her easy-going/beach bum/just rolled out of bed but still look awesome/hipster style. She’s gorgeous and I’m insanely jealous of her outfits every day. She most likely shops at secondhand stores and just throws on whatever is clean in the morning, but it always fits her so well and compliments her body. And I just love the way her whole look seamlessly meshes together. I have cataloged quite a few dream outfits in my mind that are derived from outfits that I have seen this girl wear. I almost wish I could sneak photos of her and store them away in my “thin” file so that when I get to my desired weight, I can look back at how she dresses and steal her style. :D

One outfit that I want to wear, simply because I’ve seen her wear something similar, is a tunic-style shirt that looks like a men’s button-up plaid shirt, except it’s made feminine because the shape of the shirt cinches in at the waist. It’s basically a shirt-dress, which I’ve raved about before, how badly I want one. Apparently bigger girls shouldn’t wear shirt-dresses because I can’t find them in a size I can wear anywhere. I went so far as to buy one from Meijer, the perfect one for the outfit I’m dreaming of wearing, but it was too small when I got home to try it on. So now it hangs in my closet, waiting patiently for the day I get back into gear, lose more weight, and can fit into its soft wonderful fabric. I would pair it with faux dark denim leggings and ankle high brown leather cowgirl boots, hopefully with a bit of fringe on them somewhere. A silver chain necklace with a large turquoise gem on it would make the outfit pop. I even know what purse I would wear with it. I think of this sort of thing all day long, and my stomach burns with the desire to wear whatever I want because size and confidence will no longer be an issue. 

It’s enough to make a girl jump back on an elliptical, eh? Let’s hope so!

Start Again

I refuse to gain those forty pounds back, absolutely refuse to. I was down to about 237, but I've gone back up to 242. This is a fail. An epic, utterly annoying, fail.

However, it is not unsalvageable. Unlike before, I have noticed the weight gain early and so can start doing something about it before I wake up one morning and I'm almost 300 pounds again.

My plan is to start small, like always, and build myself back up to never touching fast food and working out twice a day. I've fallen out of line with those habits, and I have to get back to that place. But I can't just dive headfirst into it, the road to success, as I have learned, is to take small steps until you're used to those steps and can take bigger steps without falling on your face.

So my Plan of Retaliation is this:

Cut out all fast food. None, nada, zip. I don't care if all I have to take for dinner at work is a can of soup everyday, there is to be no, and I mean NO fast food making its way into my body.

Also, no soda and moderate sweets/treats. A candy bar here or there isn't going to kill me, but no more eating them everyday, all the time.

I will also start working in half hour walks at least every other day. I walk a lot as it is, but going on a brisk walk will do me even better and I also need to celebrate this beautiful weather while we have it.

I'm getting back on track, I refuse to go back to that dark lonely place of grotesque fatness ever again. Are you with me?!?!?! :D I'm with me! :p

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

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Friday, October 28, 2011

Power Outfit for the Day :)

Nothing on Earth makes me feel sexier than a pair of leggings and heels. Except maybe when I add a denim mini-skirt to that recipe! :)

Enter into my life a new grey sweater with great button details at the collar from Meijer. Yes. Meijer. Don't be hatin'.


Thursday, October 27, 2011

Shoes

Yeah, just a few entries ago I was lamenting the purchase of two pairs of shoes since I can't quite afford extraneous expenses such as that.

However... I FUCKING WANT THESE SHOES, DAMMIT. Early Christmas present? :) I already have a few outfits planned for them, and I want them so badly. I was just in Kohls today and didn't see them... I'm hoping I can find them somewhere...

http://www.kohls.com/kohlsStore/landingpages/bootshop/anklebooties/PRD~889731/Candies+Western+Boots.jsp

Monday, October 24, 2011

Something About Self-Confidence

I'm starting to realize what a difference a little self-confidence really can make in one's life. I've heard schoolmates of mine from high school describe me as very popular and outgoing, always surrounded by a ton of friends and well-liked.

My experience, I must admit, felt very different to me. I know I had a lot of friends, I know people liked me, and I know that I was popular among the outcasts. (I won Homecoming Court my junior year of high school without ever waving a pompom, seemingly an impossible feat.) However, I never spoke up in class to give an answer, even if I knew beyond a doubt that I was correct... I never struck up conversations with people I didn't know or who weren't introduced to me first... I grew my hair really long as a defense mechanism. I could hide my bad complexion and double chin behind the long hair. I wore nothing but jeans, t-shirts, and grubby sneakers (and once a week, my ROTC uniform). I never wore makeup, dresses, heels, skirts, nothing girly ever. I am willing to bet that Military Ball and prom were the only instances colleagues of mine ever saw me in feminine clothing that fit my body without swallowing me in extra folds of unnecessary fabric...

I felt like the most shy and awkward person ever to grace the halls of my high school. I felt invisible most of the time, and I preferred it that way.

A few years later, and I'm quite a different person, although some of me is remarkably the same. I've gone on more dates this year than any other year in my life. I was in an actual relationship for a little over a month, I was doing a long-distance... thing with a guy for a little over seven months, and now I'm seeing a really great guy.

Things are looking up and I have to attribute a large bulk of it to my growing sense of self-confidence. I wear "sexy" clothes that make me feel good about myself and show off my body. I wear makeup here and there, to bring attention to the face I was constantly hiding back in high school. I strut my stuff around now, knowing that I am dateable, attractive, and fun to be around. I know I'm intelligent, I know I have lots to offer to a conversation, I know I can express myself and be accepted.

In a way, it feels like it snuck up on me out of nowhere... but I know a huge bulk of it was losing some weight, and another part was in maturing and growing up. I know that people's opinions of me aren't that important. I'm not going to impress everyone I meet... and I no longer try to. I put myself out there, I'm either accepted and liked, or rejected and not liked. Either way, I'm still alive and intact at the end of the experience, so I can get on with my life, either with a new friend or not.

I'm starting a new relationship, a clean slate, stepping forward into another phase of getting to a permanent Happy Healthy Gina state of mind. It feels a lot closer today than it did a few days ago. I'm not completely over everything that's been going on in my life... but I'm realizing that learning from my mistakes is a lot healthier than dwelling on them, regretting them, and drowning in them.

So I'm swimming to the surface so I can smile in the bright warm sunlight again.

Friday, October 21, 2011

oh yeah, this is a weight loss blog...

I actually got brave and weighed myself last night. I was wearing clothes and holding some stuff in my hands, lol, but I weighed the exact same weight I did when I started school back in August.

This is exciting news because I honestly assumed I had gained at least ten pounds. I feel my clothes fitting me differently recently. I think this is actually because I'm sadly losing muscle from not working out. I'm not gaining weight, YET, I'm just losing the muscle and tone that I had worked so hard to gain since April.

I HAVE TO START WORKING OUT AGAIN.

It's so hard to get motivated, for some reason. The thought of stepping on an elliptical or doing a work-out DVD just sounds like the worst idea ever.

I've become lame and lazy Gina again. How did it happen? I know I've had a lot of shit getting thrown at me in life recently, but that's not it. What will be able to kick me back into gear? I need some serious motivation. I know that exercising sucks during the act, but afterward, there's a sense of accomplishment, pride, and an endorphin rush that feels exquisite. I've forgotten how great the aftermath feels... how great it feels to buy smaller clothes... how great it feels to not rush past mirrors... how great it feels to put on nearly anything and feel sexy in it. Now I just feel like a fat ugly slob again because what was toned and had a little muscle on my body is becoming blobby jiggly fat again. :(

GINA. JUST GET BACK INTO FUCKING GEAR, WHAT IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM, YOU LOSER??!?!?!?!!?!?!?!!?

Maybe that will work. I have to get back into the zone. Maybe someone will comment that I look like I'm gaining weight... I'll see Mom tomorrow, maybe her negative side will prove to be the kicker I need. For once, Mom, I need you to be mean!!!!! If there's anyone I can count on to be frank and honest, it's my dear Mumsie...