Body image issues in action.
I’m off to another wedding this weekend; this time it’s my cousin marrying his girl of 10 years.
I don’t have a prescribed dress for this one since I’m just a guest which makes this so much harder.
I’ve gone through 4 or 5 dresses so far.
I’ll buy one because I love it in the store, try it on at home still love it, try it on a few days later and hate it with every fibre of my being and refuse to wear it. Try it on a couple days later and be alright with it.
How does this change so fast?
I don’t think you can really understand body image issues until you’ve really dealt with them. When you change sizes from small to big or big to small your mind doesn’t always follow along.
I’m nearly 6ft tall and a size 8/10. I’m really not a big girl.
Sure my back is broad and muscular, my arms have a greater circumference than some but not because they’re flapping in the wind. They’re strong, my back is strong, my core is strong, my legs are strong - thank you lifting and CrossFit. That makes them a little bigger than average.
But trying on clothing is the most torturous experience perhaps of all time for me. I hate clothes shopping. This makes finding a dress for an event where I want to feel beautiful/sexy/pretty/attractive really, really difficult.
My mom thinks I’ve gone off the deep end as does my sister. Neither of them have gone from a size 22 to a size 8 ever in their lives. I don’t know that my sister has ever worn anything bigger than a size 8 in her entire life.
I’m fingers crossed that the dress I have will feel great day off (even though I’ve had days of hating it with a serious passion).