I sometimes have mornings where nothing I own looks good at all and I have the sudden and bizarrely irrational urge to wander about in a thong and sports bra and tell the world to fuck it.
Because I have a pear-shape. Huge butt (so huge I can't even), wide hips and thighs, flat(ish) stomach, no boobs, thick calves... 100 years ago I would have been all the rage. Today, the clothes seem to be made purposefully to make me feel stupid. Shopping can either be a nightmare or heaven and it just depends upon the day and who I'm with.
**hugs**
I agree with everything you have to say about this, love. ((Especially about Sunggyu's arms. My squishy husband.))
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shut up I'm never late to anythingI sometimes have mornings where nothing I own looks good at all and I have the sudden and bizarrely irrational urge to wander about in a thong and sports bra and tell the world to fuck it.
Because I have a pear-shape. Huge butt (so huge I can't even), wide hips and thighs, flat(ish) stomach, no boobs, thick calves... 100 years ago I would have been all the rage. Today, the clothes seem to be made purposefully to make me feel stupid. Shopping can either be a nightmare or heaven and it just depends upon the day and who I'm with.
**hugs**
I agree with everything you have to say about this, love. ((Especially about Sunggyu's arms. My squishy husband.))