Following on from my Beauty blog post, which you can read here if you missed it (or not – whatever) I thought I would do another “lifestyle” sort of post about the clothes I wear, how I dress for my shape and where I like to shop (being a curvy and tall lady).
I also wanted to touch on how I have coped with my new body shape since having Wills. I mean listen, I was never “slim” or a size 10 (the perfect size – apparently) before I fell pregnant with him – I love beer and kebabs and cheese and pastries and ALL the naughty food. I also like to have a beer or a cider rather than a slimline G&T. But that’s just me. And I don’t gorge myself on takeaways and Greggs and get pissed up every night – far from it actually. But I AM and always have been a booby and hippy sort of girl. Before I fell pregnant I was a comfortable size 14 – sometimes 12 depending on the shop – and now I just buy whatever the hell looks good and fits – regardless of the size.
I’m not going to say that it’s been easy picking up a size 14 and trying to squeeze myself into it, in a hot and sweaty cramped changing room and finding out Again that they don’t fit and having to go look for a bigger size – whether that be a 16 or an 18, because for some reason as women we become obsessed with what “the scales say” or what “size clothes we have to wear” or “to look like so and so from this telly show or that telly show”, when really, there are far more important things to be worrying about, in the grand scheme of things. I myself WAS upset that I couldn’t fit into a size 14 anymore, however when I think about what me, as a woman, has done, I grew a PROPER PERSON like including brains and heart and everything!! How can I be angry or pissed off with my body when it’s created this little person? And yeah, I ate the McDonald’s through the end of my pregnancy, and the cake, and the spam and fried egg sandwiches (don’t ask – weird craving) and I BLOODY enjoyed them. So yeah, I am a clothes size up from 2 years ago. But hey, who cares? Wills doesn’t look at me and think “oh my goodness, my mummy needs to lose weight”, and as far as I am aware Norms is happy if I’m happy.
What I’m trying to say is, to anyone who reads this and is having a bit of a shitty time with looks and clothes etc. etc., then don’t worry about it, we have all been there, and if it fits, makes you feel good and you feel great it in, then who gives a toss what the size says in the label. No one else knows what it says in it apart from you. People aren’t going to go up to you in Asda and say “OH YOU LOOK LIKE YOURE WEARING A SIZE 18 IN THOSE TROUSERS”. People really don’t give that much of a shit.
Anyway, back to the actual CLOTHES! I love to shop online, and I probably 80% of the time buy my clothes from Boohoo. I just LOVE it. It’s so cheap and the clothes (I feel) really fit me well, I always buy from the “Boohoo Plus” range, as I feel the fit is really good and is true to size on most pieces. Without sounding like a twat, I get a lot of compliments when I wear certain things from Boohoo (can anyone say boohoo without singing the advert tune *boohoodotcom*??) I’ll pop a couple of photos of my favourite outfits from there below.
I also am a massive advocate of the supermarkets. I LOVE me a George at Asda haul, I like the sizing and sometimes you can get some proper nice stuff in there, and I get a lot of my work shoes from there. I got some boots last year in the sale for a FIVER and they will be getting pulled out again this winter. WINNER. But Tesco and Sainsbury’s are also brilliant for clothes – especially when they have their sales (so thrifty me). There are of course other shops I go to, I love Matalan and Dorothy Perkins, Next, H&M and Simply Be. Below is a jumpsuit from Sainsbury’s which I LOVE.
When it comes to dressing for my shape, I have often struggled, being big busted and having a small waist, yet big hips and skinny legs. But now, if I see something I like, I take it, try it, even if its something I would maybe of overlooked before because I thought I was “too big”. Sometimes, I am pleasantly surprised, and other times (more often than not) I look like a complete idiot and we file that away in the folder of “nope never again”. But the thing is now I have the confidence to try it. I lived in baggy oversized tunic tops and leggings for such a long time. SUCH a long time. Just because I have bingo wings, does that mean I cant wear a strappy cami? Just because I have cellulite does that mean I cant wear shorts or skirts when it’s 89524586 degrees outside? Because I have stomach rolls does that mean I cant wear skinny jeans? NO. I can wear whatever the bloody hell I want to.
I think a lot of it as well is that now, there is so much more choice for women to wear different clothing styles, lots of clothing lines/shops/online retailers are providing a “curve” or “plus” range. And it is just as nice as the stuff that the “normal” models wear, whereas before the clothing that went above a size 14/16 was always just baggy tops, unflatteringly shaped thin stretchy jeans, stripy tops, and just general (dare I say it) shit. There is so, so much more choice and scope for women to pick and choose what they want to wear, whether they are a size 8 or a size 28.
Of course, a lot of it is to do with how confident you are as a person. I for one don’t go around with a crop top and mini skirt on, because I don’t feel comfortable enough to do so, but also because I know that it won’t probably be the most flattering outfit choice for me. But that’s ok, I’ll wear a crazy print jumpsuit instead. I feel like I’ve finally come to accept the skin I am in and the way I look, and just wear whatever I think looks nice, is practical, and which makes ME (no one else), ME, feel good. And if you feel good, it shows, you smile more, you seem more confident, you aren’t walking around with your eyes on the floor, avoiding eye contact with people, wondering if people think you look like a twat. And I tell you what, it’s a bloody good feeling.