Like many of us, the COVID years were not great for my physique. I probably gained 10kg. I’ve certainly gained some centimetres.**

And now that we’re back in the office more, many of my office-casual clothes no longer fit me. Would that office-casual extended to the trakkie pants I’ve been wearing for the last 3 years.

I decided to take my wardrobe in hand, accept where I’m at and buy some jeans that fit. I have one pair I adore and 2 others that are okay, but no longer particularly flattering. And some that are waiting in a box for the day I return to “normal”. And which I should really donate.

I set out at lunch today and tried on 9 pairs. All of which were not good. I had assumed this would be a relatively simple task. Hah!

I did however buy two new bras which fit. I’ve been getting about in bras that are three cup sizes small. This wasn’t as uncomfortable as it sounds, but I was occasionally rocking a uni-boob, which is not a great look.

The quest continues. This could be quite a long term project.

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** I have a little body dysmorphia in that my brain thinks I am a much larger size than I actually am. This means I waste a lot of time in changing rooms trying on wrong things.