That was when I was just out of college. A slender 115 pounds. Size 7. Oh, how I love this dress. The colors are just absolutely gorgeous. Ok, granted, it was ten years ago when I wore this.
Now I'm this:
Considerably more (and no, I won't tell you how much - I've got to keep some things private!) I wore this to my office Christmas party this year and with the help of some good undergarments, I didn't look too bad.
I aspire to be this:
It's do-able. This dress is in a medium. Never been worn. I bought it several years ago as motivation. Then I had a baby. And motivation flew out the window. Granted, it looks a little UN-doable, but hey, I lost the weight once, I can lose it again, right? Problem is, this time it's turning out to be a LOT harder than last time. I've put back on 12 pounds. I worked my tush off to get those 12 pounds off in the first place. Sure, I've still got the bonus of having lost 20 pounds, but darn it, I can't wear some of my clothes again. And yes, maybe I had a good reason to gain weight - husband out of work, in the hospital with a staph infection, yada yada yada.
Well. That's over. And the reason I haven't already lost that weight is because during that stressful time, I fell back on bad habits. No more! In fact, I hope to be wearing this sexy little number when I go to Italy in the fall. Yes, I am going to Italy! I've already got some money saved and have time to save for the rest of it.
Is that motivation or what?