When I was supposed to get married I unfortunately got a chronological illness and had to use the wedding money to pay for my treatment. All I got was hate from just about everyone, except the groom’s side who were really understanding and even helped me find the cure.
As it wasn’t life threatening the NHS wouldn’t pay for it.
Quite annoying when I had spent my whole life before paying out my NHS insurance, then when I actually needed it they wouldn’t give me what I had put in.
The wedding dress shop threatened to sue. When I agreed to pay for the dress I would never wear they embarrassingly had lost it. When the shop went bust a few years later I wasn’t sorry for them or surprised if they treated all their customers like that.
At this point my face was half red and half white, my nerves were completely shattered but no one cared about how I must be feeling.
Except the groom who had let his family down because of me.
Long Term Rest
After the stress from nagging people, came the convalescence. I just had to rest. Unfortunately, I had to live on comfort food and not exercise, hence the weight gain.
Trying to lose weight when the supermarkets had been commandeered by vegan plant chef/Pilot
Then came the pandemic which meant I couldn’t get the illness weight off as the shops were only selling vegan junk food which tasted awful.
Hopefully, vegan food will get pushed back to the health food shops as it hasn’t proved popular as only 2 percent of British people are vegans. We can’t wait till we can eat properly again. I’m not a rocket scientist but why did the supermarkets stock so much vegan food when they knew the market for it was so small. Used to house-share with drug-addicted vegans and we argued about it all the time. They wouldn’t use washing powder or get a good job either. Then they read comics with white gloves on. Barmy.
The Slimming Calendar
I thought of this idea from an old self-help calendar I once had where you had a tip a day. You ripped off the pages and threw them away.
I couldn’t help thinking I would have liked to keep the pages instead like a book.
The Slimming calendar takes this idea but leaves the pages there to refer to every year.
I only had a few Eureka moments from the self-help book, but this is the point, finding your Eureka moment.
Mine was Elizabeth Taylor ~ ‘You can only lose weight when you are ready’.
So true people can go on and on at you or be really caring about it, but it is up to us to lose weight when we are ready.
Think this is true with getting over illness as well. It has taken a long time but yesterday I let go of all the unconscious hurt.
I power walked up a 4-mile steep hill, was knackered but realised I only did that because I had finally let go of the past.
Used to walk up and down the hill to buy a bottle of wine from the co~op for our dinner, (when I used to cook). There was a good antiques shop which is a hat shop now, still maybe got a mantle box with a lion or panther on somewhere that I bought from it. There was a chemist also that sold Bronley and Yardley toiletries. This was research for the world War 2 party, as I am trying to glean why so many people like it when so many others hate it and spent their lives forgetting it ever happened. It is quite hard to do, but at the same time we shouldn’t forget what our poor ancestors went through so we could have the future we have; although it is pretty shoddy after the pandemic.
Eureka Moments
Really hope the slimming calendar is helping other women and men.
It definitely works, even if it takes a few years, maybe that is the key, let it happen in its own time.
Shopping for fashion after a chronological illness in a world that isn’t the same after COVID
Now I have started studying fashion and lifestyle in the past I have drawn comparisons between now and World War 2.
My town used to be so big it got offered city status, which it refused. We had city-sized dress shops on the high street. It has now been reduced to a tiny shopping centre which is wanting to add a cinema and bowling alley.
People who live here are kicking off about it.
Surrey has the same problem and they are kicking off.
Have discovered a shopping centre nearby still has H and M. It will probably be stocked with rubbish, but it has the shops we don’t have anymore.
At some point, we will venture out there.
Can only hope there is something of use in it.
There seems more cafes there than before when what people really want is clothes that fit properly made in high quality.
World War 2 look
Everyone who actually went through World War 2 hated it.
As some people glorify it decided not to do a world war 2 party in slimming calendar.
As with slimming calendar, I’m hoping I’ve worked out how some women came out of world war 2 looking good, where others ended up in tabbards with grey hair or worse still with rollers in under headscarves.
My town is like the town Dolly Parton grew up in, so I think the women in tabbards may of looked down on the ones wearing lipstick ~ this phenomenon still goes on in London, whereas my town used to wear little black dresses high heels and lipstick.
When I went for my first night out in Brixton, London, even a wino tramp on the corner looked down on me. Felt so stupid, but learnt about London. London is culture, not Northern nightlife.
The Eastend is more like the North apparently, but I didn’t go there.
With all this research to do, I will hopefully find answers for you on how to survive COVID-19 fashion and not come out of it looking a mess.
The sour look
You don’t want to look like this when the wind changes
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Sustainable frump look.
It gets on my nerves that someone somewhere does this to people.
I’m working really hard with all this, but to work out what to do I have to work it out first and how it all works.
If you get on with slimming (which works), I’ll get on with working out the fashion fiasco.
Getting into your old clothes is your first step as you bought them when you put weight on. You will look better in them anyway and it saves money which you can spend on proper fashion which will have to come back.
Everyone who can fit the fashion hates you
Was starting to feel like this because of some of the media propaganda and narrative at the moment.
To do steep hillwalking I had to go somewhere different yesterday.
Met loads of people of different nationalities and sizes. Actually, some of them were really rude. Most of them were really friendly and a plus sized couple looked as miserable and confused as me in clothes that didn’t fit them properly either.
With this big step back into life, my next task is getting to the shopping centre with an H and M, even if I don’t buy anything.
When I looked through a bar window the people in there glared at me. Wondering if people like me aren’t supposed to live again according to people like them. It worked because it looked really boring and unfriendly and I wouldn’t of gone in anyway. They should of put me in the window, love looking out at people from cafes.
Conclusion
There are nasty and bad people out there, but on whole I think people are nice and friendly.
Now I have worked out how to slim and get back into shape. My next project is how to make myself look the best I can when fashion in the shops doesn’t fit anymore. If I can get the fashion calendar to work, you will be able to get slim and look good again.
If in the process fashion comes back, trying to make the links work so they go through to products you actually want to buy.
I’m not very good at fashion as I mostly hate it.
So want to learn about it.
Hating fashion is a stupid way to live anyway as we all wear it every day if you think about it.
If I hate what is in fashion, there is more need to learn how to do it so you can look good. In this way of thinking might even find a way to do something with what is out there at the minute, doubt it, but you never know till you try.
Hope weekend tv is keeping you sane in the meantime.
The 60’s party is almost ready to launch next week, so hope you bring a bottle and find some enjoyment to take your mind off post covid misery.
Everyone is invited to my party, the more the merrier, rather than the less the boring.
n.b.
One year on and it isn’t any better.
Surely someone somewhere is going to have to put the world back together again so it works properly?
Saphire
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