askerian | Daily happy

So today was my family's Christmas Eve's eve dinner... (silly brother, getting himself a fiancee whose family does stuff on Christmas eve too. Hn.) It's pretty much one of three times a year I really pay attention to what I wear.

Only today while I had a pretty new top, I only had my old saggy pants. What with wanting to wait until my weight has stabilized to buy new ones, since i hate buying stuff I'll wear twice or even going shopping at all, and shopping for clothes at all for that matter. (Shopping for manga is tolerable only in that I know exactly what I want and I'm in and out of the library in fifteen minutes or less.)

Anyway there I am, grumping along as I prod the bottom of my drawers for some flash of inspiration, and then I found THE PANTS.

The pants I bought when I was eighteen and kinda flirting around with the gothic/grunge scenes. Like, the very farthest edges of it. The looks looked hella cool, okay. >__>;

So that day years ago I was walking along this random street and then those awesome pants full of strappy bits assaulted my eyes. And I needed a pair. Neeeeeded it. This seriously had never happened to me with clothes before. (books, yes. >_>) So then I went in and DRAMA! they only had it in that size under mine. (or in the interest of full disclosure, two or three sizes.)

It was kinda very expensive. Being under the delusion that maybe one day I'd totally go on a diet and lose enough pounds that I'd be able to close the thing's zipper, I bought it anyway.

And then for years every time I went through my closet and threw away everything I never worse or was too old or stuff, it looked at me and said, ~maybe some day~. And when I moved I made it a space in my too-full boxes. And when I bought myself new furniture and had to figure out funny configurations to make everything fit. Even though as the years went my size only kept slowly going up.

And today I went hey, I wonder if I'm any closer to being able to fit in, AND THEY FIT.

ALL HAIL THE SLOWEST YET SUREST DIET EVER.

And it made my legs look awesome! (okay, awesome for the legs of a person who is exactly five feet tall. Which is sadly not very long, no matter how short the torso, and mine isn't that short.) And the straps and stuff were really fun! and... okay I'm thirty year old and I'm wearing scene pants for a Christmas meal.

You know what, fuck that noise, I wore them anyway.

It was awesome.

Now I'm trying to tell myself I can NOT wear them to my strict, nosy, judgey grandma's Christmas family reunion. It's, um, not going well so far. >____>;

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CONGRATULATIONS. Fitting into pants that you couldn't before is awesome! Awesome! I...am hoping someday I will get there because I had this affair with yesstyle a few years ago despitethefactthatiwasevenchubbierthannow and I sometimes dream I'll be able to wear those clothes before they're full of holes.

AWESOMMME! Merry Christmas to you, and what a great "gift" to get!

You should. That is all. (probably too late already though haha.)

That's so awesome!

Good for you Asuka! Don't worry about your judgemental Grandma - if the pants make you feel happy then that's what you should wear!

Everyone should be happy on Christmas~
(And if they can't manage that, then they should be happy for you for accomplishing your goal!)

Merry Christmas~

-Lana

^ This. =) If you like them and they make you happy, wear them!

Also, congrats on loosing the weight! =D

this is the tiny voice on your left shoulder telling you to WEAR THEM YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO ^^

♥

Ohhh, I wanna see those pants. They do sound great! ...Draw a mannequin using them and scan, that way everybody gets to take a look. :-p

Also, congratulations on the diet working! I've been trying to lose weight lately too and... gaining some. What, self.

Anyway, I'm glad you had such a good time. Here's to hoping you'll keep on having fun!

Woot! Ain't it great when the stuff you waaaaaant actually fits - especially when it means that you've met a goal? :D

*Looks down* Uuh... yeah, i know how the diet thing goes. I'm too much a food-nut to really take a diet seriously, and I'm just a bit too lazy to exercise on my own. Gotta have a jogging partner. And music. Seriously. I looked awesome after I got out of Navy Boot camp oh... twelve years ago. Size 5!!!! Then, after that, there was no one to run with and i went back up to a size 8. Gah. These days I'd be happy to fit into a size 8 'cause that would mean I'd lost about 10 sizes, and 30 lbs.

Still, good for you finally getting to wear the pants. And at Christmas eve dinner, no less. Whoot!

Go on, wear them. Prissy Grandma can just deal.

Wear them, you deserve it. As someone who's been in your, er. pants, the feeling of a piece of clothing that fits after having saved them for decades is fabulous. Congrats.

I love when things like that happen. It's why I still own jeans a decade old, and the like...

There's nothing that makes your day like a pair of low-size pants that, outa nowhere, fits! Sounds like a perfect Christmas present! ^_^

Well, I know I don't fit in pants that were in my actual size at 18. And I'm only 25. So. Congrats on the weight loss, rock that shit.

Okay now I have got over clicking the tentacle button... awesome. *A*
Cool pants sound cool.

(I have a similair pair with straps and chains at the back of my wardrobe.)

Wear them! There is nothing so awesome as realizing you can fit into a piece of clothing you've been keeping around for a while! You should--nay, must--show them off constantly!

Great success story ;) Non, sérieusement, ça me fait plaisir (sans trop savoir pourquoi) de savoir que tu rentres dans un pantalon qui appartenait à la liste des "un jour, quand j'aurais perdu du poids..." (on en a toutes !) Ca m'apparaît juste comme quelque chose de... super positif et, ouais, c'est cool ! :)

Psh, strict, nosy, judgey grandmas need some weird for them. I wore a fox beanie to my *severely* right-wing, odd-hating family reunion down in some town in Mississippi whose name is only one syllable but has a crazy-funky spelling. They were flabbergasted. Speechless, even.
It was hilarious. My dad kept trying to make me take it off.

Yayyyy!

(okay, awesome for the legs of a person who is exactly five feet tall.)

You have my utmost. sympathies. Occasionally I will give in to the folly of shopping for new pants, and it will take forever to find something that fits my waist-and-ass combination, and then upon taking it home I will have to hem a good six inches off the legs. XD;; At least people like us are usually comfortable on airplanes?

I'm 5'9'' and I'm the shortest of my familly lol I can tell you, airplanes are not comfy!

Hey, c'est quoi la diète miracle ~_o
k008 =D

;__; plus de charcuterie ou de cochonneries sucrées et je coupe mes féculents de moitié, c'est tout. C'est pas vraiment un secret, faut juste s'y tenir sur le long terme parce que ca descent pas vite. x__x J'y suis depuis avant les vacances d'été et j'ai perdu que treize kilos. D'un autre côté y a moins de risque que je les reprennes dès que j'arrête, puisque idéalement je prendrai l'habitude de manger comme ça tout le temps. >__>

OHH FOTO PLEAAAAAASE!
It sure must feel great to know they fit XD 12 years later, finally! lololololol

~~FUCK THAT,~~ Wear them, and Be Merry! ♥

XD *clapping*

This comment is very, very late ^^; I'd have also voted that you should wear them, especially if this is the grandmother who cut off your hair.
I hope your Christmas was awesome!

It WAS that grandma, but all she said was "you've lost SO much weight" and nothing about the pants. She was almost bearable for once. XD

I hope yours was too ^^

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