Recently, I decided to go shopping for some new Spring clothes. Feeling pretty good about myself and the upcoming sunshine, I ventured into an old favorite store where I started to grab all kinds of items to try on. Something caught my eye, and I picked it up off the rack. It was, of course, a romper- super cute on the hanger and a very flattering color. I decided to not listen to the little voice inside of me, add it to my pile of "maybes" and continue on my spree.
Now, let's rewind to last year and even the one before when this same scenario was playing out. I wanted to go shopping in order to treat myself to some new items. Like clockwork, I browse and always seem to be drawn to rompers this season because:
A. They are adorable
B. I see people rock them in magazines
C. I also see people rock them in real life
D. They look so damn cute with wedge heels
E. Apparently I like to torture myself on the reg'...
BECAUSE here is what I find out every single time (and this past experience was no different)...
As I stare at myself in the mirror I realize: I do not look good in rompers.
Not because I think I am ugly or anything like that, but because it's just absolutely not flattering for my body type. My butt is plump, my thighs are thick enough to eliminate any shot at a thigh gap, it totally takes away my waistline, and frankly how is someone even supposed to pee in this thing?
As these thoughts flooded my mind in the fitting room, I had an epiphany. Why am I wasting time trying on items that I know are just not good for me??...
Why, in life, do we continue to do anything that doesn't really serve where we are at that point in time? My 31-year-old self doesn't need to rock a romper and that's more than okay. I have accepted the fact that my curvy, muscular, taller-than-average, bootylicious self belongs in other pieces of garment that make me feel good, exude my confidence and spew out lots of positive energy to the universe. Rompers, you just don't make the cut and I now have completely accepted that fact.
With that being said, you have my word that I will never again try on a romper. I owe it to myself to own what is truly right for me. Even though I might not get it right the first- or second time, I will continue to choose myself and make decisions that leave me feeling great despite what the latest trend is or what's hip and new around me.
Now, wait 'til you see the maxi dress I'm about to romp' around in this summer!
To What Fits YOU Best,