Most of this is due to the fact that I went clothes-shopping earlier.
Now, I used to hate clothes shopping with a passion unequaled on this planet. This is because:
(a) my mommy used to dress me. And while I love her dearly, the woman's sense of fashion and design does not mesh well with my own. It did not even before I really had a sense of fashion or design. At least she puts up with my gothicky clothing eccentricity most of the time. I think she is afraid of my stripey tights, though.
(b) plus-size clothing SUCKS ASS. Lane Bryant tries, but usually still manages to fail to get anything that I truly enjoy. Everywhere else... ugh. Ugh, I say.
(c) I have only recently developed any sort of personal style. Which I refer to as 'eccentric and unpredictable'. I will dress like a boy and then change into hooker-esque garb simply because I CAN. I love fishnet and lacy/lingerie-type stuff but I realize I don't usually look good in it, and what I want to wear - or at the very least dress someone else in - is often not compliant with school dress code regulations. Fear my clothing when I hit college.
But today was interesting and even enjoyable. Why?
(a) I am wearing a different size than I was a year ago. Half that number, in fact. Which means I no longer have to shop specifically in the plus-size Realm of Ugly Clothing. Now, few of it looks good on me, but I am nonetheless pleased that I have more choices.
(b) I finally got some bras that fit. yeah, you can skip this part where I talk about my underwear. But losing weight means the damned bras did not fit around me. Might as well not have worn them at all; they were that worthless. Now I have some that do fit. Fear the Cleavage of Doom once more, baby.
(c) I found some really pretty lingerie that was really cheap. Hee. I know, no one will ever see me in it, but like I said, I really, really like lacy things. And this is black and lacy. And I enjoy it. So shaddup.
(d) I got the damned coolest fishnet bodystocking thing ever. It has a halter-top neck type thing. I like it. Now I just gotta figure out what the hell I can wear it with, top-wise. I've got a short black skirt that I enjoy thoroughly with it.
(e) I found some longsleeved stripey shirts that I can cut up to make arm socks. For about $1 each. And some pants that I made into cutoffs, for about $2 each. Damn, I love Value Village. All the clothing I can destroy for very, very little. Bonzai!
(f) I found the tights of my dreams. They are black with dragons painted on them. And once I lose a liiiiittle more weight, they will fit. Yeeeeeeesssssssssssssssss.... (did I mention a tights obsession? 'cause it's there. Most definitely).
I am only mildly upset that my beloved corset is now too big for me. Weight loss = good, loss of corset = bad. Hrm.