Samsmom: Life, Joy, Loss and Loving your Mitochondria

Hubbie has a Christmas party this weekend.

I thought perhaps I needed a new dress.

And then I went shopping…..

I stood in the dressing room in a little cocktail dress, sucking my stomach in and thinking well maybe with some tummy sucker pantyhose, one of those push up bras and a little duct tape, I could pull it off

Note to self, if you have to alter the body to fit the dress, perhaps it’s not a good idea. Tummy sucker pantyhose don’t work well for me anyway…all the access ‘stuff’ has to go somewhere and I end up with really fat toes.

And who came up with the word pantyhose anyway? It’s along the same lines as moist….and yogurt. She put on her moist pantyhose and ate some yogurt….eeewwwww

So I decided to go for a more ‘conservative’ look since it is a business party. I tried on a longer dress with a jacket….ahhh, So comfortable…like a big sequenced mumu. Wait, I remember this look….my Grandmother wore it to my wedding.

Needless to say, I left the mall emptyhanded and wondering what happened to my look. Perhaps I lost it somewhere in the fat sucker pantyhose.

He he….pantyhose.