Shirts (And Spanx) For Boston

I have a trip to Boston planned around Christmas. Li's getting married! That plane ticket was SO expensive...

Anyway, I have only like two shirts that fit me (besides my tee-shirts) and I want to look presentable. My family doesn't care what I wear to holiday gatherings, but hers might. Besides, the last time she saw me I was about 50 pounds lighter, and I don't want to look as bad as I feel.

So I went into Macy's, and everything was on sale. Everything. That was a stroke of luck! Within ten minutes of starting to look around I found five shirts I wanted to try on, and two were cute and flattering and half off or more. Here they are:

They hide the pudge. Mostly.

I got a new phone and the pictures are terrible on it. This disappoints me greatly, since the camera on my last phone was nice and sharp.

Anyway, next I needed some shapewear. My bridesmaid dress fits me just fine, but my tummy does bulge a bit, so I was hoping to find something that would squish me in in the waist area and perhaps have a built-in strapless bra sort of situation, but Victoria's Secret was completely out of things in my size and had no idea when a shipment would come in. I leave in two weeks, so I'm running out of time.

Next I decided to try Target. I found the perfect generic brand Spanx sort of thing, so that's all taken care of (Thanks Sarah for the tip!), but then I went to try on a strapless bra and that's when the holy-crap-how-did-my-stomach-get-this-squishy-and-flabby panic hit, and I decided to call it a night and get the rest of what I needed tomorrow.

So. Tomorrow I need to find: a strapless bra, a nice coat (that doesn't smell like chemicals), and I was thinking a few more shirts but Kwiddens just texted me and said I could borrow some of her shirts, and the woman has amazing fashion sense, so I trust her to dress me completely. Seriously, what would I do without my Kwiddens?

I'm starting to feel better about this trip. And after all, it's more about Li and her wedding than about my looking good, so I really ought to forget about it.

(But I'll obsess over how I look anyway. It's just the way I am.)