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Shorts

Me and shorts – we go way back.  From the itty bitty ones I wore as a kid, to the white shorts I thought I could never wear once I started my “lady” days, the Umbros I wore in 4th grade, the plaid J.Crew ones I squeezed into in high school – I spent my pre-college days in shorts.

And then it hit me.  The bumps.  The cottage cheese.  The dimples.  It was the dreaded cellulite that is seemingly impossible to get rid of.  You see tiny-in-the-waist ladies with it and think, “If she has it at size 2, I have no hope!”

And so, around college, I gave up on shorts for the most part.  I still had some to work out in of course, and some to float down the river in (because heavens to betsy, nobody was seeing my rear end in a swim suit).  And, before I knew it, I had none.

Then two summers ago,  I moved from Chicago to Corpus Christi.  It was as hot as the dickens (from what I’d grown accustom to in Chicago, anyways), and I had to do something about it.  And so into Avenue I marched, on a hunt for skirts and, you guessed it, shorts.  I found ONE pair, slightly too big in a size 24, but marked down because they were missing a belt loop.  I looked and felt terrible in them.  They were frumpy, too long for me, and ill-fitting. Only recently did I give them to a church rummage sale and realized I had no non-athletic shorts to speak of.

It’s completely possible I’m over shorts.  My thighs are quite large at any weight, and there does not seem to be any length of short that meets the criteria of (a) covering the cellulite, (b) not making me look shorter than I am (5’4″) (c) being on-trend or at least modern and (d) are comfortable.

Stacy and Clinton once told ladies my age that skirts were the new shorts.  Since this logic closely aligned with what I was doing anyway, I bought into it.  But, I have to say, I’m looking forward to looking good in shorts one day soon.  I’ve seen some really good options on other people (not in plus size departments, sadly).  I’m just SO sick of wearing jeans to casual functions or volunteer events that involve being outside in the summer, or wearing skirts to functions where I might need to sit on the ground or be active.

Until that day, shorts will remain on my wishlist.

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The Other Departments

I spent Saturday afternoon shopping with my cousins and aunt at the Corpus Christi mall.  Shopping, since I was in high school, has always been a non-event.  Only a handful of stores sell my size (ahem, 18), and so I spend most of the day enjoying company and shopping the accessories or shoes.  On occasion, I meander to a Lane Bryant or Macy’s.

Today was really no different (though it was of course wonderful to see family), but as my waistline shrinks, I start to see little glimmers of possibility.  As I stepped into Francesca’s, I felt like I was in Jessica Day’s (i.e., the New Girl’s) closet; everything was bright and colorful, and easy like Sunday morning.  Of course, the largest size was “L.”

I expected no less (or rather, no more) from boutique-like places, or the likes of Buckle, Victoria’s Secret, Forever 21, and all the other places my cousins shop.  At the end of the night though, I made my way to my trusty ol’ Macy’s “Women’s World” department.  I was discombobulated, as it has been moved to a new floor.  But, I can almost always find a great deal here, in my style, in my size. The thing is, with the new location, and my near-regular sized butt (well, regular, in my head at least, is sizes 0-16), I find myself dipping into the regular-sizes departments (for tops and full-skirted dresses).

As I looked out upon the vastness of the department floor, and my general experience with shopping Saturday, I became quickly overwhelmed at where I’m going to be in a few short months (in size 16s, that is).  I will be able to shop at SO MANY new stores, and be able to shop an entire floor of a department store, and not just my little department.

And it hit me – just how comfortable I had become in plus sized clothing.

I remember a time in sixth grade (yes, sixth), my mom tried to take me shopping in a plus sized women’s clothing store at the mall.  I refused and was likely completely bratty about the whole thing.  I was mostly concerned of being seen in such a store (as the mall was THE most likely place to run into a classmate).  In fact, thinking back it is silly that I had such a strong reaction, as any person could see I was overweight.  My mom was just trying to find clothes that fit me, and I was in complete denial of my size, I suppose.  Anyways, the clothes were tacky (I could tell from the ear piercing kiosk I scorned the store from).

At that time, I was a size 18, but I picked up tennis around then and leveled out around a size 10.  In high school I can remember being a size 14 in my tennis skirt, and in college I remember some Limited crop pants I had in a size 12.  What I don’t remember is the day I crossed into the plus size department.  I don’t remember the day I went to the Gap, tried on some 16s (the largest they sold in stores), and went “Oh crap, these don’t fit.”  I can remember in 2003 – 2005 (post college), ordering clothes from Gap.com in 18s, then 20s, but I really, truly, cannot remember walking into a plus size store or department for the first time.

Back then, plus sized options really, really sucked.  But now, recently, oh my.  That department and those stores have become SO easy for me.  When I was in sixth grade, I had some incentive to lose weight – the plus sized clothes were terrible, and I didn’t want to get caught in one of those stores  But these days, the clothes are on-trend, made to flatter, and not frumpy.  I can see how it is just so easy to stay at a larger size when the options are pretty good.

Still, the department is small.  The stores that offer sizes over 16 are limited.  And so Saturday night, as I allowed myself to dip into the “regular” sized clothing, I realized how much freedom I will have.  Even though my options in plus are good, if I found something that remotely flattered, I had to buy it because the number of stores are limited.

I feel like I’m contradicting myself a bit, so let me explain. 18 or so years ago (when I was in sixth grade), a dress option might be rather moo-moo like.  Today, I definitely have more options of cuts, colors and prints, but there are still maybe just three A-line cut dresses, and one may be an unflattering color, while the other might be too short.  So, the dress I end up with is far better than a moo-moo, but there was still just ONE.  Better options, but not limitless.  Regular sized clothing feels limitless.  And thus, wonderful and overwhelming at the same time.

One of many challenges with plus-size clothing is that since so few stores sell it, you’re stuck with the style of clothing available to you.  It wasn’t all that long ago that plus size women’s clothing meant frumpy, baggy, and shapeless tops and bottoms.  The waist of the pants sat inches above the belly button, and likely had elastic in it.  But as retailers have recognized obesity in this country (the MEDIAN sized woman is a 12 – half of women are over, half under), they are more keen to buy the big girl version of regular sized fashions.  Still though, the options were limited.  And comfortable.  And finite.

So plus sized clothing is double edged sword these days.  The increase in availability makes it easy to look modern up to a size 32 or something; you are not incentivized (as you once were, in the early 90s) to lose weight in order to maintain some sense of fashion.  And, since the finite selection of stores/options for plus size clothing was limited, your choices became easier.

As I lose weight though, I’m both excited and overwhelmed at my upcoming options.  Excited because there are even MORE opportunities to find clothes that suit my fancy, overwhelmed because there are so many opportunities to find clothes that suit my fancy.

My friend Tracy tells me she finds department stores overwhelming, and only Saturday did I get a sense of that.  With the plus sized department moved to another floor, I was able to dip into the size 16 dresses across the aisle and became quickly engulfed in options.

I’m so curious to see how my shopping habits may change over the next year.  Will I shop more stores, or limit my stores to a select few to keep a similar experience to Women’s World?  Will I discern my purchases more, knowing that the next store very likely WILL have more options (rather than wondering)?  Will I ever be able to buy off the rack again at Gap? ;)

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The Search for a Gym Part 1

So I have decided to add a gym to my options for work outs.  I’ve been going to boot camp and tennis, with a little apartment gym for filler.  The problem, as mentioned in my last post, was that both were quite hard on my body.  Sure, sure – no pain, no gain.  I believe there’s something to that.  However, when there is pain, I think it’s important to listen to your body and modify your work outs.

The trouble with modified work outs (for me, at the moment), is I don’t have a lot of low-impact options.  And so, I have decided to join a gym to have more options of equipment, classes, and such.  For example, in this particular situation I’m in, with a bum hip that keeps me from walking comfortably, I could still take advantage of a lap pool, yoga and *maybe* a bike (all of which I have very little access to).

And before I get to the meat of this little (or not so little, as it’s turning out) blog post, let me describe my apartment gym.  Five treadmills (4 work properly), three bikes (none of which track heart rate / calorie burn), two ellipticals, which are available for use but make racket as they “work,” and two stair climbers (which I admittedly have never touched).  Not bad.  The weight room is decent, but they don’t have “opposite” machines (i.e., there is a hamstring machine, but no quad machine).  So, equipment-wise, I’d give them a 5 out of 10.  The disadvantages: a homeless man was once found camping out in the men’s restroom sauna.  The apartment complex forgets to restock the toilet paper.  Random supposed tenants come in to horse around (they are generally dressed in jeans and Jordan’s).  Then there’s the guy that works out barefoot….  So yeah, I would really like to find a safer place (both machines and clientele) to work out in.

Here are the six I have visited thus far:

Gold’s Gym:

This was the first stop on my quest for gyms.  I’ve had a membership with this gym (different location) before, and the one I is truly the most convenient location to both work and home.  Why oh why does every Gold’s Gym feel like a basement inside?  It’s usually low ceilings, overly-mirrored walls, and the smell of rubber mats.  Anyways, the sales guy was super nice.  He asked lots of questions about what I’ve been doing, why I was there, what was and wasn’t working for me, etc.  His approach was all about the five-components of fitness (ummmm, cardio, strength, nutrition, coaching and…..(forgetting….) Oh! supplements).  After a little info gathering, he paired me up with a trainer to show me the gym.  The trainer was quite honestly a little full of himself, and quite presumptuous about me and my current habits.  For instance he assumed that because I was (1) large and (2) at a gym that I had never worked out in my life (yes, I am large, but I used to be larger).  He also walked around with his chest puffed out – not sure why, smugly smacking his gum.

After the tour, I was handed back off to the original sales guy who took me through an online simulator that showed where I would be in two months (see picture below).  Interesting, but not enough to sell me.  And of course, the packages all included pricey personal training.  That is, the first ones mentioned.  $1600 for 36 personal training sessions plus $16.99 every 2 weeks for gym membership (that was the premium options).  Then a $700 option, then $550, and so on and so forth.  And of course, the more you sign up for TODAY, the better your deal.  But, as it turns out, my company gets a little discount there ($14.95 every two weeks).  It’s definitely a cheap option.

The offer classes, but they only have one room, so there aren’t say three classes all happening at any given hour.  They DO have Zumba and Body Pump, which I like.  No pool at this particular location, but other Gold’s do offer them.

Pure Austin Fitness:

As I arrived, it felt as though the clouds started letting beams of sunlight shine down to illuminate this building.  I walked in and the place was full of windows, clean, and with a real Austin vibe.  They offered me a bottled water while I waited for the sales girl to sit down with me.  As I found my seat, I started to peruse the class list – yoga, Pilates, cycling, open-water swim (they have a lake!), lap swimming (there’s also a pool), stand-up paddle board, boot camp, pure pump, rock climbing, and kayaking.  They call themselves the indoor gym for outdoor people – and they deliver!

With their class list, I realized I’d get the occasional boot camp, if I wanted it, but with options for other things when my body starts to hold me back from the high impact workouts (like yoga and swimming).  And, the price is comparable to boot camp, so this could actually potentially replace my boot camp – without giving up the thrill of it.  And so, with the remaining budget, I can do Tennis (not part of the gym), OR I can take advantage of this gym’s bonus clinics.

As for pricing, there are 6 different plans that range from $66 – $116 per month, depending on how much of a commitment you give, how much you pay in advance, etc.

24 Hour Fitness:

Perhaps it is because I’d just come from the creme de la creme of gyms (IMHO), but this place was not my cup of tea.  I felt like I was in a 1980s music video with peach and green walls, mirrors, and steamy spots.  The place smelled like a sock, the showers had like 10% privacy, the bathrooms were incredibly muggy, and even on a Friday night, it was packed with people.

The sales guy was so off his game that I wondered if he liked his job.  Don’t get me wrong, he was polite, but did not give a flip about selling me a membership.  He gave me a tour, gave me prices, and answered my questions, but there was certainly no sales pitch (which I was glad for).

As I was pretty much over this place by the time we get to pricing, my memory is fuzzy.  I think it was about $60 for a registration fee, and $35 a month.  Rumor has it that Costco offers a 2 year membership for like $300 (or something similarly crazy-good), making this place an even more affordable option, if you have a Costco membership.

Planet Fitness

This place surprised me.  I had heard about $10 per month memberships and expected a run-down place.  Quite the opposite.  They had TONS of equipment, all in working order.  The place smelled good.  The one big disadvantage was that they offer no classes.  So in terms of what it offers, it’s no better than my apartment gym, except the machines are probably in better working order, and they likely have toilet paper (I didn’t check).  If you’re into this sort of thing (and I’m not, though admittedly was at one time), they have tanning beds. They also have massage chairs.  Showers and such were very nice.  And the pricing was the cheapest of all the gyms I went to (unless the  Costco rumor about 24 Hour Fitness is true) – including sign-up fees.  $10 – 20 per month, again based on commitment and how many gyms you want to go to.

Lifetime Fitness

If this place were not eight miles from home, and in the opposite direction of the office, this might be The One.  The largest gym I visited, it has ALL kinds of amenities, including free towels when you work out, free blow dryers, an Aveda salon and cafe/bistro.  In the aquatics area they have, ahem: two hot tubs, a lap pool with 5 lanes and 82 deg. water, an indoor family pool with slides, an outdoor pool area with shaded lounge chairs and misters, plus another cantina restaurant.  Almost the entire second floor was cardio equipment and weights, plus three or five studios for their plethora of classes.  Back to the first floor, they had volleyball, basketball, rock climbing, squash and racquetball.

One thing that kind of annoyed me here was that a lot of stuff costs extra.  Like, though a yoga class is free, the yoga clinic is $25.  Nutrition seminars, dance classes, etc. are all $25.  Their trainers are $75/hour.  The food isn’t cheap.  It’s just that a lot of the things that particularly enticed me all seem to come with an extra fee.  Bummer.

This was a very family centric place.  That by no means is a turn-off for me, but as these are nation-wide at this point, just something to know.  They even have a family locker room, where both moms and dads can go.

Membership was about $70 to sign up and $72 per month, though they have regular specials on the sign-up fee.  Also, there are about $300 in perks when you sign up, which you can use for personal training, some of their pay-for classes, etc.

Premier Lady

Sadly, this place depressed me.  I was hopeful going in – because it has an excellent location for me and offers aquatics based classes (think Zumba in the water).  However it was small, a little run-down, and not a place I would look forward to going.  But, it is ladies-only, which is a big plus if you are someone who worries about your pony-tail bouncing cutely while you run on the treadmill (I don’t care myself, but am happy when it does).  You also won’t get the gross grunting of men, nor the steroidal people hoarding all the tools needed to use the ropey-like machines (what are they called?).

Memberships are on par with 24-hour fitness.

Decisions decisions.  I think the decision is pretty clear, though I threw my options into a custom spreadsheet I created.  Come back soon to have a peek!

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Undies

I love Gillian O’Malley underwear from Target.  They come in a two-pack, generally for $12, which breaks my own personal $5 max for panties.  But, they are snug, produce a minimal panty line, and don’t budge once on.

About 7 months ago, I decided it was time for some new undies.  You know what I’m talking about?  You open your top dresser drawer and just think, I don’t want to wear any of these.  And so, instead of running to Target and dropping $60 on 10 pairs of bikinis, I would buy a pair each time I happened to be at Target, each time in a different color.

Well, I’d been noticing, with TWENTY THREE pounds lost, that there was some extra slack in the buttocks area (attractive-sounding, I know).  The other thing about these panties (unlike VS or Soma, for instance), you cannot try these on.  And so today, facing the Gillian O’Malley end cap, and seeing a brand new pair of colors (HEATHER grey!), I had to make a call: the size I usually get or one size smaller with the risk/disappointment/reality they won’t fit.  But one size down I did go, and they fit!

You are reading the blog of a girl sitting on her sofa in heather grey bikinis with a big grin on her face.  Please don’t be a weird stalker.  And, I will save you a photo. :-P

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