There comes a time when when you've tried on your 44th Size 16 dress / shirt / crop top and it fits, that you feel you can finally admit to yourself that you may, just possibly be a Size....16. There's only so many 'flukes' and 'wrong sizing' and 'one off's' that it can be. One day you finally realise that maybe, you could possibly be a Size 16.
That is this week for me :)
I'm not a Size 16 in pants and some clothes, but many, many things are fitting me in Size 16 now. Maybe it's time to throw out the Size 26 tops I still have gracing my cupboard?
I've had a big week of finally starting to recognise the changes my body has been taking. I've compared photos, the Size 14 crop top helped, and tonight I did this weeks photo for Operation Yellow Dress (see here: Operation Yellow Dress) and I couldn't believe that the top of the zip touches now, and hooks up! No more arms in the way trying to hold it together. Now to just get that zip up by finale weekend!
I know that this is a big step in my silly body dysmorphic mindset. :)
Anyway I just wanted to share...I am officially realising, and admitting, that (in some things anyway!) that I AM SIZE 16.