Sunday 31 October 2010
Oh no, it happened. I had my very first hormone meltdown this week. The horrors I told Dan! Out of the blue, I was ready to divorce in the name of lack of proper clothes! It is crazy how the need to feel good about yourself, especially when you are adjusting to bigger boobs, wider hips and obviously a growing belly, makes you do silly (fine, I will say it again, HORRIBLE) things.
So I politely asked Dan, you know, after I told him I wanted him to sleep of the sofa for the rest of our life, to come shopping with me (I actually needed his money because some idiot stole my wallet Thursday) in an attempt to pimp regular clothes into maternity style. I already went shopping for real maternity clothes and came back home empty handed.
So I got this cute skirt at Old Navy and started operation "It needs to work or I will burst in tears again"! I basically followed this tutorial : cut waistband off, remove zipper, top stitch fly closed, pin jersey waistband to the top and serge around.
Conclusion: I didn't cry when I tried the "new" skirt and we are not getting a divorce ;)