So my in laws just left and I am staring at the treadmill. Once I remove the coats, I shall get back to working out. Its amazing how long Thursday to Monday can be when you don't work out. Getting back on the wagon is a tough call when it works so nicely as a hanger:))))
I have a pondering, frustrating question....where are all the cute boy's clothes? Because winter decided to expose itself early, I am suddenly faced with the challenge of finding a winter coat for Carter. Instead, I ventured out to find that in one aspect of the world women (or girls) dominate. There are so many cute girl clothes and a plethora of the one's on sale yet NOTHING for little boys. So I am left with the search. Thank goodness for the Internet. Who would have guessed that in a male dominated world that women finally rule in one aspect, clothes...well I guess I already knew that:)
This brings me another clothes issue. Be it that my life is in lounge wear these days, I have of course found my favorites. I never knew there were so many choices and so many different levels of the , "hey, I got out of my pajamas today and put on clothes that look just like my pajamas but in solid colors" options. I can go to the store, workout and sleep all without ever changing!!!!
I love the Victoria Secret Velour's. Not the pink because I am over 21 and after having a baby the letters PINK in bold letters written across my backside well it just does not appeal to me. I thought I found the perfect collection then the ultimate betrayal happens. Case in point. You buy the perfect grey pair. They fit well, look respectable and have the correct size written in them. aka...the "perfect pair". So obsession hits and you return to buy yet another. This time in black because lets face it, black in anything is always good. So you run home to put on the perfect pair. Same size, same store just in black. So you rip off the tag and shove it in the side of the garbage basket so your husband does not know. Excitement builds and you start to slip them on. Then ...tada....they are smaller that then previous pair that you purchased from the same store and they are the same style. I am now left with a pair of too small pants that I am still wearing out of sheer determination because I could not return them. Why does this happen? Ugh....I have come to learn that the more expensive the designer the smaller size I can wear. (this is a justification for inflated prices that encourages women to buy and does not apply to most pageant wear); however, consistency from the mainstreams should be mandated by quality assurance. The only exclusion...jeans and swimsuits. They should always run big so I can feel small.
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