There’s a dress I own that’s brown, pink and striped all over. I wore it to a friend’s wedding last year. It fit me perfectly and hugged my body beautifully. I thought the dress was sublime.
A year later, I was invited to another wedding. I thought, Well, there’s nothing wrong with wearing it again. It’s still beautiful and the wedding will be in another country anyway so nobody there has seen me in it before. 
So I went about the rest of my business complacently, smiling at the thought of wearing my brown and pink dress again, the one with stripes all over.
I tried it on this evening and wondered why I didn’t fit it much earlier — like three months ago. It wouldn’t fit. Maybe there’s something wrong with the zipper, I thought. So I readjusted the dress and tried zipping it up. It still wouldn’t go up halfway. “Husby!,” I called out, trying to keep the panic out of my voice. “Could you zip me up please?” When my husband started zipping, pictures of taunting donuts and nachos with devil’s horns flashed in front of my eyes.
“Uh, Wifey, I think there’s something wrong with the zipper,” H diplomatically said.
I groaned to myself, then shouted, “MY DRESS CAN’T FIT ME! I’M SO FAT! UGGGGGHHHHHH.” H, knowing not to bother me, went back to painting his model toys. I, on the other hand, slid out of the dress and put it back in the closet. Over and over in my head were sentences that started with “I should have…,” “I shouldn’t have…” and “Ugggghhhhhh…”
Maybe it shrank when I had it dry-cleaned, I’d start thinking. Stop making excuses! It was all those cheeseburgers and cake!, I’d scold myself. I faced the music and just said to myself, “What the heck. I gained weight. Now what do I do?” This is definitely one problem wherein passing the cookies won’t help.
The wedding is in less than three weeks. I have no dress. The brown and pink one with stripes all over used to hug my body beautifully, and now it hugs my body lethally – it attempts to cut off my breathing. There is no way I can lose the pounds I gained over a year in just two weeks. And so, I have to buy a new dress. I hate shopping for formal wear, but I have no choice. Sigh. More importantly, I’ll have to try exercising more too. I am beginning to understand that my metabolism could also be slowing down.
This dress I own that’s brown and pink, and striped all over, I still think is sublime. The next time I take it out of the closet, I will fit into it again. Beautifully. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned by a dress she can’t fit into anymore.
hehehe! Badtrip talaga when you find out you gained weight and can’t wear the clothes you used to wear. It also frustrates me that I have to struggle with my jeans. Exercise is really a must.
this post just shows you how much your Husbo loves you and doesnt care about whether tumaba ka or lumaki ka…sira lang ang Zipper…and he went back to painting his model toys…that’s LOVE.
but dont be complacent with your weight, mwahahaha…tama na ang burgers, coke and desserts
that last line, was actually meant for me as I was talking to myself mwahahaha
i commiserate
ok lang yun, just hang on to that lovely dress and you WILL fit in it. i believe in you!
funny that. i was miserable yesterday because i was supposed to be on a losing weight streak, and i just realized i’ve gained it all back already and put on more. i’m going out to get me some decent trainers today and i’m hitting the gym before the day ends. i’m 25 but i feel like i’m 40.
I always blame the dry cleaners whenever my clothes don’t fit me anymore. hehehe
I read Reggie Aspiras’ article in Inquirer last June or July about 3-day-diet. According to her, very effective laluna’t kailangan niyang ma-lose ang weight ng mabilisan at magkasya sa kaniya ang dress. Unfortunately, na-delete dito sa PC ko iyong menu for 3 days na dapat sundin. Siguro sa google makikita iyon. Hay, I agree with you, Tons, very frustrating talaga kapag tumataba.
i can totally relate. haayy… i hate shopping for new, bigger clothes because the old ones that i love dearly and used to fit perfectly, are now, as you say — lethal. i wail, “i am so fat!” but my husband, like yours, does not react. he says to react is a no-win situation. hay.
eat more whole wheat and keep a lot of fruits in your fridge. plus don’t eat at least 3 hours before you sleep. good luck in finding a new dress.
im sure youll find another dress thats just as beautiful
as for that dress, dyan lang muna siya. you’ll be able to wear it again in no time 
two weeks is a lot of time. it can be done. personally though, i don’t think you are fat, toni. apples ang keycode ko, and maybe apples can help you. mag-apple diet ka for two weeks. in-between small meals, eat an apple.
That has happened to me countless of times too. I wanted to believe our detergent soap had some shrinking formula in it. haha!
Hope you find the perfect dress for the occasion.
aw! i feel your pain though… i have this awesome dress i wore for my bridal shower back in 2001. if it zip it up, it cuts off my circulation. but i keep it in hopes of wearing it again! good luck w/ finding a new dress! we have 7 weddings to go to, and while i’ve been wearing my old dresses, i still have to buy at least one new dress for wedding #6!
Oh, I so hate when my clothing shrinks. The worst is when my jeans shrink. Just sitting in the closet, getting smaller and smaller. There is something evil in there. In the closets of all women, me’thinks.
Cheers!
if it’s just doesn’t zip halfway, i think that can be managed in two-weeks time.
not like my waist… i need an overhaul.