I’m getting to old for this shit…

I love that line Danny Glover used to say in those “Lethal Weapon” flicks. I find myself saying that more and more each day. Today, I kept saying that over and over again as I went shopping for clothes. I have a love/hate relationship with that. Especially as I grow into my new self, which is always a constant process. I have had an issue with my weight/health for quite some time. Instead of freshman 15… I had the freshman 100… it was all bad. That doesn’t bold over too well when u get thrusted into a new environment like UCB… where everyone is so into themselves… and aren’t often the most caring and compassionate folks in the world… quite reflective of real life eh? About a few years ago… perhaps 5 or so… I made a choice to improve my health. Who likes the idea of being 21 years old with high blood pressure… a bad back… jacked up knees… and asthma out of control? Since then, I can say that I have been successful in shaving off about 70 of those pounds, and physically I’m stronger.
I didn’t decide to have my own personal “Celebrity Fit Club” just so I could wear string bikinis… it was all for my health… but I cannot say that the new figure does not make shopping fun… every once in a while. Where am I going with all this? Oh yeah, clothes. What the hell is up with the fashion these days??? A bit too much teeny bopper for me and waaaaay too over priced. And if you do find something… it’s not flattering to certain body types. I thought about buying some Applebottom jeans today… which were $75! I had a moment of insanity and was very close to buying them, but the damn things were too long. I asked the clerk if they had any for petite people… and she said that they don’t make them. What??? How can you make something for girls with curves and junk in the trunk… and forget about the girls with the short legs??? Makes no damn sense.
With a world stuck on consumerism and glitz and glam, it’s easy to see how these companies profit so much from folks that just want to fit in… to be a part of the “in-crowd.” I wish that the majority didn’t sway the options for the minorities… For those that don’t buy into what’s hot, we are left struggling with our own body imagery and self-esteem.
I need to start sewing again… and make clothes reflective of who I am… which is much happier and constantly growing into the person I will become.