Last night I went to Ecco’s for a few copas de vino tinto and found a new wine I adore. Who would have thought. I thought I was forever in Malbec territory, but I was proven wrong. The Italians do make good red wine and this red is competing with my Argentinian wine.
As I was getting ready debating what to wear, I pulled out a pair of Banana Republic jeans that I hadn’t touched for 3 months or so. I figured that it would be a disaster putting them on since I had been wearing my fat jeans for, uhm, 3 months?
Voila. Fit perfectly with a bit room to spare.
WTF, body image. Seriously. The Banana jeans aren’t my skinny jeans. My skinny jeans are my leather pants and frankly, I am getting to the point to retire them. I mean, they were bought in the “I am getting a divorce and working out cause that’s the only way I can keep sane and I am not really eating so fuck it all” phase. Not sure why in my mind I have the expectation to properly wear them again. But it seems once a year a do put them on and they fit – for a few weeks. Clearly not my “happy weight”. More of my “stressed out” weight leather pants.
Anyway. So I am totally wearing my Banana Republic Jeans to work today with a funky colorful coat.
It’s a grey and a bit of a rain stormy day in Boston. I got up this morning, walked out of my building, looked at the skyline and the skyline of Boston looked like painted in watercolors. Kind of beautiful. I don’t think I am always open to see that type of beauty. Thanks, Universe for reminding me ;)
I have one more car load of stuff at the old place. Soon I will take some great photos of my new space and show it off. :) I am so proud. This feels so much like home already.