I must be doing a good job of dressing thinner, or the saleswoman at Ann Taylor was trying to butter me up. I asked for a top, and she said she'd look, asking what size, "6, 8?" I am not sure the last time I ever wore a 6, maybe 8th grade, and I last fit into an 8 thirty pounds ago. It was really strange to see her reaction when I said 12 or 14, which is what made me think she really believed me. I was wearing a longer cardigan with a silk shell and my favorite pair of jeans. I shop at AT enough to know my size range. When she brought me a medium, it went on, but I would never wear something so tight in public. So either I fooled her, or she really wanted to make a sale. I discovered that the peplum tops that looked so cute in the ads does not look so cute on me.
I didn't find anything there, but I did get a few basic pieces and a couple of fun ones. I got some basic but flattering Levis. I got a pair of black jeans in a thinner fabric that I might be able to tuck into boots. I bought a teal skirt and a black top to wear with it. I also bought a couple more pairs of tights, and another long cardigan since I am wearing my navy one so often.
It's amazing how different I feel now that I'm regularly wearing makeup and perfume, taking the time do do something with my hair and put together an outfit. I might be the only one who cares, but I care a lot.