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There was a time when I wished there was a shop like Lindy Bop that sold plus-size, affordable repro vintage clothes. And now there is, what am I doing about it? Nothing! My old self would kick my now self so hard.
So I asked myself the question - why? Why aren't you the stylish, retro goddess you always wanted to be? And the answer is, I just don't have the confidence. I've lost it. I've even got five Lindy Bop dresses in my wardrobe that never get worn... I traipse about in jeans and jumpers instead.
And am I happy? No, not at all. I miss myself, the person who would leap at the chance to stick on a pretty dress and strut about the place. Just months ago I made sure I always wore nail polish, for Pete's sake! Now I'm like a muted version of myself, beige and boring.
I think I know the reason, though which I suppose is something. I've been telling myself I'm not good enough, that my body is the wrong shape and I need to lose weight *shudders* I've been very, very unkind.
What has happened to the woman who didn't give a shit about being a fat bride? Where am I?
Well, I'm not sure. And I don't really know how I'm going to get back, but what I do know is whilst I'm trying, I might as well look good - so I've allowed myself to take inspiration from my new-found style icons and bought myself not one but TWO new skirts and tomorrow I am colouring my hair.
It's a start, right?!