I’ve been losing weight.

Not deliberately and it hasn’t been much but I am a petite gal. It only takes a few pounds to make a noticeable difference. My clothes are starting to get baggy and a bit sloppy feeling, which is bothersome. Like many women, I’m susceptible to getting overly focused on my body. Not to mention all the nonsense about weight and self-worth. Ideally I’d like to let my body do her thing, accept the changes and get on with my life. But it’s hard not to feel self-conscious when I’m constantly aware of my clothes not fitting.

If my body decides to settle around this size, I’ll invest in some alternations. Meanwhile, I’ve found that tunic tops are a comfortable option while my figure is in flux. A garment that’s designed to be loose and flowing, feels much sexier than a body-hugging garment that’s gaping all over.

Tunic: Calvin Klein. Earrings and necklace: Forever 21. Jacket: Old Navy. Leggings: Lululemon. Shoes: Chinese Laundry

As always, vivid colours are a guaranteed cure for any body blues I might be experiencing. I am so smitten with this jacket and the vivid cobalt of the tunic is such a powerful, happy blue, I can’t help but feel happy when I’m wearing it!


Tunic: Smart Set. Earrings and Necklace: Forever 21. Leggings: Dynamite. Shoes: Payless

Another pro for tunics is that they emphasize the lower half.  So do leggings. So this outfit is works well for me since a) I quite like showing off my legs and b) my leggings still fit.


Tunic: Jedzebel Hat: San Diego Hat Co. Bracelet: Agora Jewelry. Boots: Dr. Scholls.

Oof…sorry about the blur.

Another great feature of tunics is that the longer ones can be belted and converted into mini-dresses. Hats are also a nice stable aspect of my wardrobe. My head size has remained consistent through all of my weight fluctuations…and several concussions!

Are there pieces in your wardrobe that help you dress through body changes? Is there a colour, pattern or style that makes you feel fabulous no matter what? How many concussions have you had? I always love reading your perspective, so feel free to chat away in the comments!


  1. Claudia Petrilli says:

    Love them all.

    Wish my body decided to shed some of the weight it gained after the surgery. I have the same problem but the other around. Nothing fits. Zippers don’t zip up. Quite frustrating

    • Nadine says:

      Hi Claudia,

      It can be hard not feeling self-conscious during a body-change can’t it? Especially if our clothes contribute to our physical discomfort. The best things about us have nothing to do with how big or small we are. I don’t want my weight/size to affect how I feel about myself…but sometimes it really does.


  2. deekayelgee says:

    Oh Nadine, I feel you! I haven’t really talked about for the reasons you have mentioned. It always feels braggy and body focused and all this weight I have lost has been completely unintentional. Still now I linger at the mirror. Last year in July I was 180 lbs with a baby inside of me, for a long time after I looked at my body and all of her parts and how having two children changed her. Everything was wider, and those glorious sumptuous boobs. I knew that I would have to give those up if I were to return to the size where I feel comfortable. I am small boned, and my body was beginning to ache carrying my children around and the bits of flesh that didn’t quite fit me. Still I had become accustomed to thinking of myself as a size 10. I was loving my body and her curves. Then I moved here and started walking everywhere. I love to walk. I started eating the way that I wanted to be. Fresher and more delicious because the ingredients are available. I stopped craving junk food, and starting craving creative outlets. Now looking in the mirror only two and a half months later I look like I did back in 2006. It’s strange to see that face again. Plus with the short hair. My clothes do not fit. I need to find myself a clothing swap so someone can have all the wonderful things that I can’t wear. I have no bras to hold my little A cups anymore, or underwear to cradle my bum. I wish that I was allowed to make money here. I want to go out and find the clothes that will make me feel like I want this body. I feel good. Still, I feel bad. It’s weird. I feel like I shouldn’t be talking about i and that feels terrible. I remember a friend of mine once was talking about a pilates instructor who got her pre-pregnancy body back a week after her baby was born, and my friend said, “Oh I’m sorry, you must hate hearing that.” I didn’t though, it hadn’t occurred to hate something that someone else’s body did. I have no concern over other people’s bodies. I just wish we could all do and be what we felt would best represent us on the inside. Why does our society suck so much? Now I am angry thinking about the back lash of losing weight.