Slimming World Update – Week 49

Hi guys

I’ve got so much to talk about today I’m not sure where to start!

I think I’ll begin with a reminder (if you’ve heard it before) or by letting you know (if you haven’t) that mrssavageangel now has her very own Facebook page. Bless her heart. She got a bit bolshy and insisted that if cats and babies can have their own pages (dear god) then why couldn’t she! So I finally capitulated and set one up (I didn’t want to annoy her – you should hear the language when she’s pissed off !). From July 1st all posts will be uploaded to Mrssavageangel’s page (and no longer my personal one). So if you’re enjoying my wittering on, be it about parenting or weight loss then come on over and join us at mrssavageangel (do I really need to tell you to LIKE me? Eww – how needy?) All posts will be uploaded along with various other updates, photos and general chatter.

Right, putting the shameless self publicist back in her box.

I suppose the first thing you really want to hear was how the wedding went. It was super! The weather was glorious all day (not always guaranteed despite it being June – hey Kerrina?) The bride was wearing possibly the nicest wedding dress I’ve ever seen (bar my own maybe, but she looked better in hers than I did in mine!) and looked radiant all day. So firstly I’d like to say a massive congratulations to Stacy and Craig.

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Congratulations Mrs and Mrs Stevenson

The most gorgeous bridal gown ever - almost ;)

The most gorgeous bridal gown ever – almost 😉

Seriously though check out that bodice!

Seriously though check out that bodice!

My Joules dress was a proper trooper, looking and feeling amazing all day. I can’t explain just how elegant and, without sounding gushy, god damn gorgeous I felt all day.

Mr and Mrs Savage

Mr and Mrs Savage

Full length toilet selfie - it's gotta be done, right?

Full length toilet selfie – it’s gotta be done, right?

Even after I gave up on the heels and moved on to comfy flats.

Me and the Bride

the evening was spent in comfy shoes!

I got compliments galore and so many surprised and amazed looks. I even had a couple of people walk past me not recognising me which was super cool (in a weird sort of way!) So thank you lovely dress. I just need to think of another excuse to wear you before you no longer fit! Which if last nights weigh in was anything to go by, might not so such a long time.

I absolutely expected a maintain or even a gain this week. My sister in law and I drank inordinate amounts of wine on Friday night, while we put the world to rights and the wedding meal itself was a cream tea. But well I didn’t go ballistic and as soon as we came home I was straight back to normal. And last night I lost 1lb, which the eagle-eyed among you might realise that took me to where I wanted to be last week.

I have now lost exactly 6 stone (84lbs)

I nearly cried when I looked down and James, the chap on weigh in, will tell you I could barely stand for the excitement! But here it is. Woop woop!

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I’m so very proud of this achievement, despite the way I still have to go. And as the weeks creep by it’s getting easier for even those who don’t know me well to see the difference. I’ve had a couple of people I only really know by sight mention my weight loss this week and I think that’s a sure sign that you’re making an impact. But it has also raised a question in my mind. When people, very kindly and thoughtfully tell me how great I’m looking or how well I’m doing, it’s invariably followed by the question “How did you do it”? To which I always answer “Slimming World”. But, do you know what? Just lately, I’m starting to feel like that’s giving Slimming World all the credit. It feels like I’ve got nothing to do with it at all. And yes the eating plan I’m following was devised by SW and yes it’s working really well for me, but that plan would exist whether I followed it or not. What’s really helped me and Slimming World get to where I am today is me. Its my determination, my hard work, my focus, my responsibility. So yes Slimming World is absolutely playing a role and very important role, but so am I. I would urge anyone who wants to lose weight or who is losing weight to take responsibility for their journey, but likewise take the credit where credit is due. If people ask me from now on I think I’m going to say “Me and Slimming World – we’re making a great team”.

Right (she’s says as she climbs down of her soap box), the coming week has various happenings (June promised to be busy right to the end and I tell you it’s actually starting to spill into July!) We have friends coming over tomorrow to help Ben build a deck in the garden, possibly in the rain! I shall be supervising, in a childcare capacity and preparing BBQ – SW friendly of course! I’m happy I got my award, but don’t forget I still have another two stone to lose to get to my next interim target. So this week I plan to start making an inroads into my next award. You know the 6 and a half stone award. Sorry, that just sounds crazy! But, you know, good crazy 😉 !

Have a great week, taking credit where credit’s due!

xxxxx

 

 

 

 

 

A Dress to Impress – a wedding guest shopping haul

So you may or may not remember I had a rather unusual weekend planned for the weekend just gone. When I say unusual, the sad thing is that it didn’t used to be unusual. We had friends to stay and I went shopping to buy things for me. That used to be so run of the mill that it was hardly worth talking about. Today, time spent entertaining (anyone other than the boy) and focussing on me a2re a luxury and one to be absolutely cherished. If you’re new to this blog and wondering what on earth happened to turn something so ordinary into the extraordinary I can sum it up in one, sweet word.

Oscar.

Yeah, it’s the same old story. Girl meets boy, girl moves in with boy, boy and girl live together doing their ordinary things and taking them fully for granted for years, girl and boy get married, girl gets pregnant and kisses goodbye to shopping days and leisurely trips to the hairdressers. I kind of guessed this would be the case, which is one of the reasons we chose to wait to have him. We wanted to be selfish for a bit. I’m so glad we did.

Wistful sigh

Anywho! As these weekends are so precious to me now, I thought I’d record it in something of a haul post. I’ve never done one before (partly cos I don’t go shopping enough!) So I hope you enjoy.

Saturday morning saw my friend Michelle and I getting up and ready in record time. We left the house as soon as we could, leaving the boys to sort the children out. This was going to be a proper day off and although I know Michelle felt bad leaving her hubby with their daughter all day, I’m sorry Ben I really didn’t. Maybe it’s because I’m with Oscar all the time with no break at all in the week? Or maybe I’m just a heartless wench – whatever!

We chose to get the train so we didn’t have to worry about parking and we behaved like two excited girls on a school trip the whole way there (by which I mean giggling and stuff – we didn’t moon anyone or sing rude songs, well much 😉 ) When we arrived we cracked on with the job of finding me a dress for the wedding I’m off to this Saturday. The first shop I wanted to try was Pepperberry. As I’ve written about before I’ve had great success in Bravissimo, their sister shop, and wanted to try some of their dresses which are fitted depending on your chest size. I tried on so many styles and designs, in any number of combinations, from 18 Super Curvy to 16 Really Curvy, but not one fitted me properly (except one, which I quite liked until Michelle took a picture and I realised how mumsy it made me look – gah no!) So I left, feeling a little down. If I couldn’t find something in the shop that actually catered for my shape, what chance did I have elsewhere?

Bleh! Couldn't look more frumpy.

Bleh! Couldn’t look more frumpy.

We wandered up the high street where I saw Joules. I mentioned how gorgeous their little peoples clothes were and glanced through the open door, where I saw the most amazing mint and floral shift dress. It was so summery. I pointed it out and Michelle suggested I try it on, and any others that might be around. Despite my initial reticence (“nothing in here will fit me!”) I picked up two dresses and took them into the changing room. The mint dress sort of fitted except it was a bit too tight across the boobs (story of my life) and the sleeve length wasn’t right for me.

Not right for me but such a happy dress. Joules - Marcie Dress size 18

Not right for me but such a happy dress. Joules – Marcie Dress size 18

So I held out no hope for the ivory and floral number Michelle had picked out. It was the only dress I’d tried on that I could do up myself and it fitted perfectly. Everywhere. I took a step back looked at the mirror and welled up. It really accentuates my new shape. Since losing 6 stone I actually have a waist and boy does this frock set it off! I became so emotional I wasn’t actually sure what to do with myself and ended up ducking back into the cubicle and closing the curtain on a poor bewildered Michelle! After that I had no option but to buy it. It didn’t matter that it was a shape, colour, pattern, design I’d NEVER have bought or worn before. It was the dress. Simple.

Joules - Julie Dress, Size 18

Joules – Julie Dress, Size 18

Now I know this isn’t a picture of me in the dress, but I promise to post one once I’ve been to the wedding. I’d love my family to see me in it first; nothing beats the real thing for impact 😉

I couldn’t believe I’d achieved what I set out to, even before lunch! Which for the record we went to Nando’s for. Who knew Nando’s could be so low syn?! I had a Butterfly Chicken (medium heat) for 3 syns, a large spicy rice for 5.5 syns and a mixed leaf salad and a diet coke for nothing. A full on proper meal for 8.5 syns! The lowest sandwich I’ve ever found was 13 syns. Madness! It was really nice and I will definitely be going back.

After such an early dress success it meant I could relax and enjoy wandering round for the rest of the day. I got some make up which I’ve desperately needed for a while now. A new mascara to replace the rubbish No7 one I’m using (I used to love their 360 mascara til they stopped making it and flogged me one that is NOT the same), a neutral eye palette (great for travelling and pretty much the only colours I wear these days anyway) and a new creme blusher from MAC (I’ve used this blusher for years, but the last time it ran out I tried to economise by buying a much cheaper No7 one. What a false economy that was!)

A rare make up haul!

A rare make up haul!

Soap and Glory Thick & Fast Mascara in Super Jet Black - although I fear the wand may be too big for my stupidly short lashes :-(

Soap and Glory Thick & Fast Mascara in Super Jet Black – although I fear the wand may be too big for my stupidly short lashes 🙁

Soap & Glory Lid Stuff

Soap & Glory Lid Stuff Neutral Eyeshadow Palette

MAC Cremeblend Blush in Ladyblush - which sounds a bit too much like lady bush to me!

MAC Cremeblend Blush in Ladyblush – which sounds a bit too much like lady bush to me!

And in keeping with my theme of trying more bold summer wear, I also got a t-shirt from M&S in an amazing neon orange. Had I not worn it yesterday and splattered pomegranate juice all over it while making tea last night I would have posted a picture! I’m hoping it comes out in the wash, but for now you’ll have to believe me that its an awesome colour and it makes me look uber tanned!

We had the most relaxing day, just pottering and chatting and I want to say thank you to Michelle for coming with me and to Ben and Lee for looking after the children. I know Oscar wasn’t the easiest to handle when I left, but he needs this as much as I do. I came back feeling like a different person. Only that different person was just me and I don’t often feel like that.

I’m so excited for this coming weekend. Oscar gets to see his favourite person in the world (his cousin Lucas) and to have a night away from me. I get to see my family and I get to see Stacy marry her Craig. I also get to wear my dress and feel like a grown up.

I can’t bloody wait.

 

 

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Mama and More

Not such a Fat face anymore…

Remember back at the beginning of the year, I wrote a post about trying on clothes in Fat Face? If you don’t you can read it here. I said one of my goals this year was to conquer Fat Face, as I really like their clothes but have never been able to fit into them. Well, I just have. In the sale. Even better!

To some it might not seem that important, but to me, well I can’t tell you how exciting a feeling it was to walk into a ‘fashion brand’ like Fat Face and find several things I liked and that fitted me. A year ago, it’s something I’d resigned myself to NEVER happening. I’d given up on the whole idea. I’m so happy I found my way back.

So yeah I bought a gorgeous top, which I’d looked at when it wasn’t in the sale and couldn’t justify the cost. Here it was, with 13 off, just begging me to take it home. I couldn’t very well refuse 😉 . It’s off white, with a coral bird print, 3/4 sleeves and unusual button detailing down the back. I love it.

A good every day top

A good every day top

with a twist!

with a twist!

That in itself would have been enough. But then. Well then I saw the dress. You know. The one I tried on on NYE and didn’t buy as it was too tight on the bum. Yeah that one. Back in the sale and fitting me perfectly. I could have cried. But I didn’t, I just couldn’t stop grinning. And grinning and grinning and grinning. Of course that had to come too.

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Excuse the messy hair and the poor lighting

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Not tight at all

Don't know why I love this one - I just do.

Don’t know why I love this one – I just do.

I think I’m going to use this dress as my new weighing in outfit, as the dress I wear most weeks is getting ridiculous – so baggy it’s becoming obscene! But it’ll also remind me every week how far I’ve come and everything I’ve achieved, regardless of how that particular week goes.

Thanks for reading. Just had to share.

xxxx

 

Mama and More

Til you drop (a dress size)!

I know this is normally the time I write about mummy type things, but the most exciting thing happened to me this week, it had nothing to do with being a parent and I just can’t not write about it.

I don’t want to generalise, but guys you might want to switch off now, because hey, I’m gonna talk about shopping. And in particular shopping for clothes. Whether your opinion is “arrrggghh, shopping” or “mmmm, shopping” at some time or other we all have to buy new (whether they are new to us or not) clothes. For me, it’s been a while.

I’ve had a rocky relationship with clothes shopping for many years. I love it, I really do, but sometimes it just doesn’t love me back. Having been a plus size for most of my adult life, I have come to know which stores cater for me and which don’t. I know which town centres are worth me going to and which are not. Basingstoke stores carry plus sizes, Guildford stores do not. Partly due to my location and party due to lack of funds I have withdrawn further and further away from the high street. The little I have bought in the last few years has been online, either through eBay (a great source for buying plus size clothes cheaply), or from the websites of plus size retailers such as Evans, Simply Be and the Inspire range at New Look. I’ve become used to buying what fits, rather than what I necessarily like. It stopped bothering me that my clothes shopping was this restrictive.

I know I found myself in this situation because of the choices I made. Through the decisions I took. No one else gained and held on to that weight for me. Believe me this is not a post berating the lack of plus size retailers, or critising the high street for not catering for me. Sure I would have loved the only plus size retailer in Guildford (Evans) not to close the week I moved to the area but this is not about then. This is about now.

As some of you may know, I recently took stock and changed my lifestyle, attending Slimming World and losing just over 3 stone so far. Others of you may know that I just inherited a little money. Some of you may also know that my birthday’s coming up 😉 . So last Saturday all these things conspired together and I found myself with a fitting appointment at the Guildford branch of Rigby & Peller – corsetiere to the Queen. There are certain garments no lady can be without and mine have seriously needed replacing for some time. And if you really know me you know this is not good. Not good AT ALL!

I wont linger(e ;)) on my purchases, needless to say there were two of them (one was a birthday present from Ben) and that I am much more supported than I was. I blooming love them!

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By Appointment

So anyway, all fired up by such a positive experience, I decided to try hitting the high street. Just to see, you know? I have no idea what size I am anymore. Maybe I could try on some “normal” sizes. Just to see.

I went to M&S. A good staple for basics I always find. But when I got there the weirdest thing happened. I couldn’t even begin to look at the clothes. I walked straight past the things I wanted to look at. I wandered around. I honestly didn’t know what to do. I ended up buying wrapping paper and cards! What the…..! I gave myself a talking to and went up stairs (up the stairs!) to look at the nightwear. I found myself going straight for the children’s section! Its been so long since I shopped in a store for myself, I honestly think I’d forgotten how to!

I came out of M&S with my paper, cards and a five pack of pants (same old style just one size smaller) and sat down on a bench. I was all a drift and felt slightly odd. I ate my Special K crisps in something of a daze. What had just happened? Was I really this bad at shopping? It was almost as if I wasn’t allowing myself to shop. I spent so long turning my face away from the disappointment of finding nothing to fit, that I was finding it really hard to turn it back. What could I do? I saw that I had two choices; slink away and feel confused and sorry for myself or straighten up, hold my head high and just get on with it.

So, I headed over to Gap, a store I haven’t shopped in since I was in my early 20s. I scanned the rails, and checked myself for feeling “in the way”. Then I picked up a lovely silver jumper. I took it to the fitting rooms and it fitted. I cried and cried (quietly to myself). I was so proud.

Selfie in the Gap changing rooms

Selfie in the Gap changing rooms

It didn’t really suit me, so I didn’t buy it. That felt even better – I had the choice not to buy it just because it fitted. I had options.

I felt a door had opened and I spent the rest of the day running round this new world. The changing room attendant in Next commented on the amount of stuff I had to try on. I just smiled. I didn’t stop smiling. I didn’t buy heaps, a couple of long sleeve t-shirts in Next and one in Gap, some socks, some make up, you know “normal” stuff. I smiled at everyone that day.

It was getting late and I was just about to head to the station, when I saw Monsoon over the road. I needed a dress for Ben’s Christmas Party and had seen some lovely ones on the Monsoon website. Again, not a shop I’ve considered in years. I only went in to see if they had this one frock, so I could look at it up close. They did and buoyed by the days successes I took it into the fitting rooms. I couldn’t quite do it up all the way on my own and didn’t want to force the zip in case I bust it. How embarrassing would that be?! An assistant came in to help me and I heard the zip slide smoothly up. It wasn’t tight in the slightest. I looked back at myself in the mirror. The dress had a real Mad Men vibe. I just knew Nanna would be thrilled to see me looking so elegant so I decided there and then to use her money wisely and to get it. I didn’t say anything, just smiled. As the assistant upzipped me she said “Well done”. Weirdest thing to say I know, but she was totally on the money. I left feeling like I’d won.

I’ve still got far to go but I feel like a really significant corner has been turned. in my mind as well as physically. Maybe clothes shopping and I might be getting on a little better from now on?

I can’t wait to find out!

Winner!

Winner!