Fabric is Your Friend

Working with women, as far as their wardrobes go, some of the things I always hear is:

I'm not wearing the right underwear.

I'm not wearing the right bra.

I need Spanx.

I have a donut here (points to belly button area).

You can see my muffin top.

I need to lose 4.3lbs.

I look like Spongebob (to which I ask if they'd rather be Spongebob-shaped or Patrick-shaped, take your pick).

Just kidding about that last one.

In any case, we all have those days when the bloat is just too strong to fight. Days when the thought of control undies make a single tear roll down your eye. I know I have those moments. In fact, I think a big chunk of my closet is dedicated to drapey, flowy clothes half a size too big. Just for those days when sucking in my gut all day at work is not an option.

So here's a little something I put together. The star is the elastic waistband of course. And the sandals are for when you've reached your quota of hours on heels.

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Observations from an Exercise Bike

I have not been inside a gym for years. Until yesterday. My sister and I took a spin class at her gym, one of those fancy places with hotel style locker rooms and chandeliers (yes, chandeliers). Oh, you know, nothing like the sound of crystals tinkling and vibrating under a studio full of jumping, zumba-ing, kickboxing people. Now, I understand that the gym is not the place to bother with color coordinating outfits, perfect little tops, and aesthetically pleasing shoes. There's not a Workout Style Guide that everyone automatically knows. But, man, oh man. I mean, everywhere I looked I saw panty lines screaming at me. I am not even kidding. It was like, bam! Check out the deep line that divides my ass into this part, and this part. Wow! Now, I am not saying that I have never set foot inside the gym wearing underwear with seams that dig into my buttocks, but on those occasions, I would at least wear a shirt that's a bit longer. And how about them sweat pants? If there is a hole, and if you're no longer sure what color they were originally, may I suggest just wearing them at home and not outside? Again, I know you've already made the effort to go to the gym and power through a workout, I applaud that. But just between us goyles...won't a little style adjustment help us get into the spirit of things more?

Here, I made a thing, of the active wear pieces I would gather if I were to go to a gym regularly (no panty line panties included).

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Workout wear aside, the spin class was a good challenge. I have questions, though. How does anyone sit on a bike comfortably? Is it normal that I think my butt bone is bruised? When the instructor says to PUSH HARDER and REACH DOWN AND ADJUST YOUR GEAR TO 90%, do thoughts like, I will kiiill you, and sira ka ba?! run through your mind? Is it good workout practice to visualize your dinner while pedaling? Okay, how about dessert?

Summerish

What is it about summer that makes my hand-to-wallet speed much faster? It's as if the breezier fabrics and sleek sandals switch something on in my brain that says, it's okay, buy me. I'm such a good deal. Really, this is not a joke. Thankfully, my cheapness, which is a weakness, is also a strength.

And because I want to share this, ah, illness. I put together a little something to get you in the mood for a mini, affordable, summer shopping spree.

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Did you click to see the rest of it? If you did, yes, I like neutrals. If Macy's still has their shoe sale going on, the sandals are under $40.00! If I use utensils, avoid potato chips, and have no sticker price tags to scrape off, I'd still have that red nail polish on until, say, Wednesday.

Happy shopping!