Did I mention my pants are falling down?

You’d think one of the nice things about losing weight would be the new wardrobe…but I am not your typical woman. I am not a fan of shopping. Don’t care for it, don’t like doing it, hate dealing with trying stuff on, have a hard time making myself go. There are so many other things I’d rather do than go shopping. Reading, playing on the computer, watching TV, walking (even if it’s in the gym), and yes, even working. I know…abnormal right? Don’t get me wrong, the thought of having beautiful new clothes, that fit me and look fabulous is just as appealing to me as to anyone else. It’s finding that elusive piece of clothing that’s the problem. There’s no thrill in the hunt for me, no jumping for joy at finding a great deal. Just in and out. Done. That’s me! Wouldn’t it be nice if such fabulous wardrobe could just….APPEAR…miraculously in my closet!


Or how about one of those “Star Trek” replicators? Wouldn’t that be fun! (I know…geek alert! Did I mention that the new Star Trek with Chris Pine is fabulous! He’s ….um….dreamy (it’s the eyes)…shshshshsh…don’t tell!) Anyway…how about those replicators? Can we get someone to PLEASE hurry up and invent one???

• “Pair of dress pants, black, classic fit” whoosh!

• Manolo pumps, size 9….zip!!

• Sparkling, silver sequin minidress, Swarovski clutch and gold peep-toe pumps…zing!



But alas…such a magical contraption does not exist. I am left to fend for myself in the vastness of the mall…fighting to find that perfect pair of pants. Maybe I’ll just go find a belt…