On Saturday I ventured out into my home town of Mansfield (very eye opening to say the least).
I purchased a new outfit from Peacocks of all places and was particularly stunned as Iv not shopped here since I was a small teen.
Peacocks has recently won me over in the fashion stakes and has delivered several pretty items straight to my wardrobe....Their sizes are generous too. I hate those places that say they're one size but clearly aren't and subsequently make you feel like Wilma the Whale.
Once upon a time they don't know MY story or how far Iv come. THEY don't know how hard it's been for a Chocoholic to shed nearly 5stone (and counting). Plus, if the individuals in question have few teeth, smudged lippy & consider their underwear as adequate pub attire then who are THEY to have an opinion about me anyway.
I mean...really!?
I believe that as women we should unite & stick together! However, other females who have more issues with their own body than i care to imagine find it therapeutic to name call strangers in the streets. For example, my sister accidentally bumped into a girl whilst existing the cigarette area and the girl replied by called her a FAT! SLAG only AFTER we had walked far enough away for her to not experience any backlash from the comment. Now, Ok my sister is larger like me so perhaps 50% of that insult was correct but how do you assume someone is a 'slag' by simple observing them for 2 seconds!? There's only ONE thing that offends me more than blotchy fake tan and that's poor intelligence!
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