chocolate, old (2009), shopping, thrift stores, weight loss

the highlight of my day…

…was when the owner of the thrift store by my house assumed I was a size six when she said she’d look for a dress for me to wear to the opera on Monday. Now, I am a size six (and have been for about nine months now, since I lost a bit of weight), but most of the time I walk around feeling like a freakin’ elephant and it’s good someone else can look at me and think that rather than “wow! what an elephant.” And I will NOT use this as an excuse to eat more chocolate.