Yesterday I tried on a pair of capri's from Walmart. Not the best quality and of course they were the stretch material. I picked up a 12/14 but then on impulse I picked up the 8/10. I know I don't fit into an 8/10 but I thought what the hell.
I decied to try the smaller size first. The waist was snug going up my hips, but it was not an impossible journey either. I got them up. They were snug on my thighs (I had no idea they were so slim, giggly by slim). The down side, the waist cut in. But they fit in the tush.
OH MY GOD --- they were on. A snug fit, would leave a mark on my waist, but they fit. If not for the hanging skin they would have fit.
Of course I bought the larger 12/14, they were comfortable. But I have decided. I am going back. I am going to get those 8-10 and I am going to wear them in Vegas.
Hubby said they made the tush look good, first pants that didn't bag in the bum.
I will just wear a looser top to cover the little "muffin top" that was created.
I know, vain, but OH MY GOD I CANNOT BELIEVE IT. Hubby told me it doesn't matter the hanging skin, look where how far I have come. He loves me, all of me, hanging skin and all.
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