After watching that tape of myself 10 years ago, I did a silly thing. I reached WAY back in my closet and pulled out a dress. A red satin dress that I wore my senior year of college. I love this dress. I bought it for Mardi Gras in 1999, and I also wore it to a formal school function that year. Because, damn, I looked GOOD in it.
It's sleeveless, with a Chinese collar and a wicked slit up the left leg. It covers everything and is completely demure, but I always felt like a bombshell in it.
Even when it got too small (or, rather, when I got too big!), I could never bring myself to get rid of it. You know how, sometimes, it's hard to let go of something that holds alot of good memories for you? It was like that with this dress. I was all, "I'll never fit into that thing again," but I just didn't have it in me to donate it to Goodwill or put it in the garbage pile.
Dude, I put that thing on this morning. The zipper went smoothly up my back. No sucking in. No tugging. No praying to Jesus to give me a magic, instant tummy tuck.
IT FITS. IT FITS!! It is a *little* tight across the bust (the blessing/curse of childbirth, I guess), but that is not noticeable at all. It looks good on me again. I don't know how, I don't know why, but it looks GOOD, people!!
Somebody, quick. Invite me to something formal. Before I gain 5 pounds.