Remember yesterday when I said I was getting my domestic goddess on? Well that persona has carried through to today, and has combined with another step in my recovery from anorexia.
I purged the clothes I wore when I was underweight.
Recovering from anorexia, or any eating disorder for that matter, is a very difficult process. Some say that if you can overcome an eating disorder, you can overcome anything. Though I'm not sure I would agree 100%, the courage and strength recovery requires is monumental. All other efforts seem to pale in comparison.
One of the hardest parts of recovery is gaining weight. Not only is it physically hard, as your body is not used to eating so much food, it is a mental ascent of Mount Everest. It's like contemplating chopping off your legs because your doctor says it will make you healthier. And I loved my legs.
|Twigs! I seriously looked like a child.|
That was the mental aspect. Then there was the physical aspect of gaining weight. I went about it in a rather disorganized way, and as I was alone and starting college, I felt unbearable guilt and stress about the weight gain. However, I dealt with it, and eventually saw a nutritionist who ascribed me a meal plan for the last 18 lbs I needed to gain, and I felt much more comfortable about the whole thing.
And of course, when you gain weight, your old clothes just don't fit so well anymore.
|Not so sexy.|
I got rid of about six(!) bottoms, including old shorts, jeans, and pjs. We performed a rather wacky ritual, and got rid of the unhealthy clothes. Of course, that wasn't all my stuff. My parents were just at our home in France, as I briefly mentioned here, and they brought back a bunch of my old clothes.
So that meant clean out time!
|This was after I went through a lot of clothes.|
|Ooh look! More stuff to get rid of!|
|And my 'neat' organized clothes.|
|I don't care if it's designer. It just has to go.|
|New? Never before worn? Some underprivileged kid is going to be very happy.|
|Looks cute, right? Black silk, gold embroidery. 70 euros in Paris from Alan Manoukian. Worn about three times. I felt bad tossing it, I admit.|
|But this certainly does not look cute.|
However, I must admit that there are a few things that I'm having trouble parting with.
|My mom got me these pj's a few years ago, and they've fit and been comfy for years. Now, the shorts are a bit tight and the top is... well, you have eyes. But I feel bad tossing them since they still 'fit' and I would just be sleeping in them.|
Mmmhmmm. I be so Sexy Lexi.
But this sadly takes away from my Sexy Lexi vibe.
I'm thinking of asking my mom to alter this till it fits again.
It's cute, it's Armani, I love it, and I've worn it maybe a handful of times.
More cool stuff? You rediscover old faddy clothes you completely forgot about.
|Does anyone else remember the peasant dress/skirt trend? No? Ok, moving on...|
You find awesome clothes that fit again!
|Yay for cute Marc Jacobs dresses! And yes, my room is a mess. I'm currently redecorating it. If anyone wants I can do a post about my room! :)|
Sparkle sparkle! Do I not look so much happier than when I was sick?
Hope you had a great weekend!!
Have you eliminated clothing from your wardrobe lately?
Do you keep clothes around that don't fit/don't make you feel happy?
Would you be interested in me doing a post on how I am redecorating my room?