Monday, May 31, 2010

the white suit (m)

I have a closet in the basement of my home where I've stored clothes that no longer fit, are out of season, out of style, or some combination of those three things. 

Today, I tried on a white suit that I bought sometime in 1998.  I wore it once back then because that was when I started my steep ascent weight-wise and it got too tight for me.  It's a DKNY and has a fitted jacket and pencil skirt.

I put on my Spanx and a black silk sleeveless tank top and walked upstairs to check myself out in the full length mirror.  Harrison walked by and saw me.  His mouth dropped.

What? I said

He looks at me again and says: "You look trim.....I'm so confused!"

Is that a good thing?

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