When I go shopping from now on
I’m going to look at beautiful clothes that don’t fit me and say
“You are beautiful, I like your fashion. But I am not going to be depressed because I can not fit in you. I’m happy for you and the next person who finds you and can fit in you.
And I’m happy for me. Being me. Fitting in to what fits me. Not worrying about what doesn’t.
Because sometimes clothes are too small
And sometimes they are too big
And sometimes, just sometimes, they are just right
1 comments:
I like this approach. I will try it. I think it is why I tend to hate shopping so much.
The clothes you wear fit you SO right. Like red fits hot tamales.
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