...And that's what it's all about... (or not)

So I can tell you what this blog is NOT going to be about: A never ending stream of weightloss updates.
Yes, I am doing Weight Watchers and losing weight, and feeling great. But I am not Jennifer Hudson, and I am not being paid to endorse this weight loss plan. And quite frankly, I don't want to bore you (or myself!) with all the details.

(Not Me)

That being said however, I have reached a milestone with my weightloss. I won't tell you what the milestone is, because anyone with even a basic understanding of math would be able to figure out my starting weight... and that is a number no one needs to know, lol.

But let's focus people. The important thing is that it's a milestone! And I have decided in honor of this particular milestone, that I am taking the amount of pounds I have lost and donating that amount of food to the Elk Grove Food Bank. I'll pause for a minute and let you bask in my glory.

Or not... because here's another thing this blog won't be about: How fantastically great I am. I mean, obviously I am. But I don't need to be proclaiming my own greatness all over the internets! After all, even my ego has its limits, lol. (Besides, truth be told, the idea isn't mine. I borrowed it from someone on the Weight Watchers message boards. I thought it was such a great idea that I decided I had to do it myself.)

And while we're on the subject of me not telling you how great I am, I will tell you that I recently went through my closet and got rid of all the clothes I have sized out of. I kept one pair of jeans, so that when I am super skinny I can hold up my old jeans and see the difference. I passed on a few things to my Aunt, who is also doing WW with me. And the rest I donated to a group home for women who are getting their lives back on track after going through a drug treatment program. Yeah, I'm awesome like that. But shhhhhh, you didn't hear that from me.

The process of cleaning out my closet was very cathartic. (<--- Excellent SAT word, no?) It was astonishing to me, and not in a good way, how much I was able to get rid of... and how much I still have! I seem to have been blindly going through my life making purchase after purchase, with no thought of what I already had or what I did or did not actually need. At no point did the notion of "Enough is enough!" enter my mind. Consumerism, baby! It's my drug of choice.

(Not my actual closet)

Look, I'm not gonna lie... I like to shop. I like to spend money, and have nice things. I have a reputation for being fashionable and pulled together, and whether it's good or bad, that's something I take a lot of pride in. But now that I'm losing weight, it's not as though I'm going to be able to go out and purchase a whole new wardrobe for every size I drop. I mean, I could give it a try... but I'm pretty sure hubster would kick me to the curb, and then you'd have one sad Diva of your hands!

And the truth is, I don't want to be in that same consumerist mindset. I don't want to buy something just to have something in my closet. I remember back when I was in college, and didn't have any money, I found a pair of tall black boots for a great price and I bought them and LOVED them. Something about having those boots made me feel so stylish and sexy. Even when I wasn't wearing them, I felt good just knowing they were in my closet. One time when I unexpectedly had a little more money than usual, I splurged on a long black coat with a velvet collar. I LOVED that coat. It made me feel so sophisticated, and special.

That is the feeling I want to get back to... because I realized when I was cleaning out my closet that I didn't care about any of those clothes. None of them made me feel stylish or sexy, or sophisticated or special. And you know what? All the stuff in the world just isn't worth it if it doesn't thrill you in some way. So that will be my new shopping philosphy. It's not about money. It's about what I'm worth.

So tell me friends, are you the kind of person that has clothes simply because you'd rather not be naked, or are you more of a little black dress and fabulous heels kind of person? Do you have a philosphy of your own?

Toodles 'til next time,

Gabby