Wow – just 13 days until the wedding. So excited for the bride-to-be – I think I’m more excited than she is. We have the more civilised hen party meal this evening and I am full of tonsillitis, ear infection and a cold. PANTS.
On strong antibiotics so cant drink either and generally just want to be in bed. However, I am ploughing through – while moaning. My boyfriend is usher for his friend’s wedding this weekend so I am desperately trying to sort my outfit for that. I am so rubbish but I am trying to dress in what I want to wear and not what I feel I should wear. Just because I have weight to lose, doesn’t mean I shouldn’t be able to wear what I want now.
While I was in Palma, I had a shopping trip with my perfect pretty girls and was really worried about it. I thought I would end up just watching them try on perfect pretty girl clothes while I stood trying not to look at myself in the mirror. However, I ended up buying more than them! Instead of sulking I got involved and actually found that I fit into the clothes in the same shops they did. Yet again, no need for the worrying. I had so much fun as well and they persuaded me to buy things and colours I would never normally wear and it made me feel much more confident to experiment.
I even bought myself a pair of fashionable ripped jeans and THEY FIT! Debating wearing them with some heels and a statement necklace tonight but will probably chicken out and stick with same old leggings and flats.
Good news though – because of my throat I am living on soup and yoghurt. May feel rubbish but at least it’s a detox of sorts!