I walked into a shop at square 2 yesterday to purchase a black top. It’s meant to match my blue skirt that I’ll be wearing for Mike’s wedding next month. All was fine till I was about to make payment, the sales lady (could be lady boss) of the shop asked if I wanted to try the top before buying it. As I was perspiring quite abit after my short 3km jog (which I usually do before the actual velocity run), I replied it’s ok as I won’t want to dirty their garments.
The sales lady then repeated the question sacarstically, “ you sure you don’t want to try first?” and then ran her eyes up and down my physique, seemingly to tell me I would probably NOT fit her clothes. I said it’s ok and asked if the top is very small that I won’t be able to fit. The other sales lady serving me said..should be ok as I’m not THAT fat. I quickly made payment and walked out of the shop, feeling despondent that being in my size won’t be able to fit into something that’s FREE size.
There’s still some bitter after taste of the incident in me right now..and perhaps that’s the straw that I need to enable myself to hold through a proper diet and training programme so that I will “unveil” the slim-o-me cladded under the multi layered flabs.
I’ve got 2 weddings to attend over 2 weekends in October and I certainly hope to be in good shape. Malaysian cousins are the ones whom I usually pale in comparison with, somehow they have the eat-and-not-grow-fat genes in them and their complexion is really good. I’m envious in many ways but I’m also learning that I own things they do not too. Hence, nothing to envy about, just got to learn to be contented.
I must do a good job with the makeup. Get some nice accessories to match my dresses. I must outshine the rest! :)
The sales lady then repeated the question sacarstically, “ you sure you don’t want to try first?” and then ran her eyes up and down my physique, seemingly to tell me I would probably NOT fit her clothes. I said it’s ok and asked if the top is very small that I won’t be able to fit. The other sales lady serving me said..should be ok as I’m not THAT fat. I quickly made payment and walked out of the shop, feeling despondent that being in my size won’t be able to fit into something that’s FREE size.
There’s still some bitter after taste of the incident in me right now..and perhaps that’s the straw that I need to enable myself to hold through a proper diet and training programme so that I will “unveil” the slim-o-me cladded under the multi layered flabs.
I’ve got 2 weddings to attend over 2 weekends in October and I certainly hope to be in good shape. Malaysian cousins are the ones whom I usually pale in comparison with, somehow they have the eat-and-not-grow-fat genes in them and their complexion is really good. I’m envious in many ways but I’m also learning that I own things they do not too. Hence, nothing to envy about, just got to learn to be contented.
I must do a good job with the makeup. Get some nice accessories to match my dresses. I must outshine the rest! :)
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