Acceptance

[enduringplum]

Yesterday I spent several hours shopping for clothes, but only made it out of the store with one complete outfit. Tomorrow I'm going to bring back a pair of wedges I got that I'm not really happy with anymore and a couple tops that seemed like a good idea at the time.

We also stopped by Victoria's Secret yesterday, where I usually buy my bras, but it turns out that they've stopped carrying DDs there. I was really surprised and disappointed, but the sales girl was also busty, so she was able to recommend a shop called The Bra Specialists. I'm going there tomorrow for a fitting and if they live up to their name, I'm going to stock up! I loathe bra shopping and would do nearly anything to avoid it.

While I'm out I'm going to stop by the local Salvation Army store to find some cheap jeans; The only pair I brought with me are a little too big and I feel really dumpy going out in them, I usually only wear them to do house work.

Since yesterday evening Allen's* sister confirmed that the mold in our house is up to the ceiling, I was finally able to accept that all of my clothes are ruined; Before I just kept hoping that I might be able to wash them clean, so I wouldn't have to rebuild my entire wardrobe. I doubt if I ever really will: I just don't think I'll ever be quite as materialistic as I was before... Which isn't a bad thing.