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nym_wibblyI shopped for clothes that fit the new me, yesterday. Before the op, I needed a size 18 to a size 22 top, depending on cut and stretch, and couldn't wear anything that buttoned up the front. Actually having choices was a novelty, so for once I quite enjoyed myself, browsing and trying things on. I normally can't be bothered with any of it, preferring to buy pre-loved, baggy clothes on Ebay then wear them to death rather than look for something less tattered.
Minus The Breasts of Nym, I now take a 14 up to an 18, again depending on cut and stretch. I bought a soft, cosy, full-length nightie that I'd had my envious eye on for months, but which has a V neckline that gaped unless I bought a 20 or 22 (which was way too wide for my shoulders and trailed on the ground, so I returned it). I made a beeline for the same thing yesterday, tried on a 14, and walked out happy with it in my bag because it fitted the new me perfectly. I picked up a loose summery t-shirt, a few stretchy crop-tops and a pull-on sports bra, more for post-op support than because I want to wear them as bras. That said, I really like the pull on sports bra, of the thin, decorative, strappy type that my breasts would have laughed at a few weeks ago. It's giving me the compression I need to heal, but it's also.... kinda pretty and sporty-looking under a loose t-shirt. A light-control one would be even prettier, and if I stick to the stretchy pull-on varieties aimed at small-cup chests, the fabric lies flat enough that I don't need to wear prosthetics to fill it out, unless I feel like it.
Pretty tops. Who knew?
Talk about motivation to shed some blubber in the lower half and get the rest of me to match my petite chest/waist/shoulder size. The breasts were a genetic quirk, impervious to exercise or fat loss, but I've totally earned my giant arse and thighs by overeating and being sedentary for 20 years. If I can achieve a healthy body mass, clothes might become even easier. Not that I recommend cutting bits off purely to fit into clothing, but as I deal with the post-operative discomforts, this shopping experience is a definite silver lining to the cloud.
Minus The Breasts of Nym, I now take a 14 up to an 18, again depending on cut and stretch. I bought a soft, cosy, full-length nightie that I'd had my envious eye on for months, but which has a V neckline that gaped unless I bought a 20 or 22 (which was way too wide for my shoulders and trailed on the ground, so I returned it). I made a beeline for the same thing yesterday, tried on a 14, and walked out happy with it in my bag because it fitted the new me perfectly. I picked up a loose summery t-shirt, a few stretchy crop-tops and a pull-on sports bra, more for post-op support than because I want to wear them as bras. That said, I really like the pull on sports bra, of the thin, decorative, strappy type that my breasts would have laughed at a few weeks ago. It's giving me the compression I need to heal, but it's also.... kinda pretty and sporty-looking under a loose t-shirt. A light-control one would be even prettier, and if I stick to the stretchy pull-on varieties aimed at small-cup chests, the fabric lies flat enough that I don't need to wear prosthetics to fill it out, unless I feel like it.
Pretty tops. Who knew?
Talk about motivation to shed some blubber in the lower half and get the rest of me to match my petite chest/waist/shoulder size. The breasts were a genetic quirk, impervious to exercise or fat loss, but I've totally earned my giant arse and thighs by overeating and being sedentary for 20 years. If I can achieve a healthy body mass, clothes might become even easier. Not that I recommend cutting bits off purely to fit into clothing, but as I deal with the post-operative discomforts, this shopping experience is a definite silver lining to the cloud.