Recently, I found a blog written by another full time RV couple and they are work campers. Their latest assignment is in a state park and the Ranger told the wife she would have to tuck in her uniform shirt once she was on duty. She told the perfectly built young man that if that was in fact a rule, she would have to give him two weeks notice—now. As she said, “As an older women, I do not EVER tuck in my shirt!” I sent her a comment praising her for taking a stand as I feel exactly the same way. After reading about her dilemma, I came across one of my own.
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For years and years and years I have done my clothes shopping at garage sales and resale or thrift stores. I have been every size on the scale and as my weight went up and down I have needed different size clothing. Since I have never been rich, I had to find a way to have clothes that fit me in my closet. Yes, I could have lost weight and kept it off in order to remain one size … but that has not happened. What more can I say?
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Yesterday, while Phil was fishing I went shopping for some badly needed NEW clothes. You have to understand that shopping for clothes is at the bottom of my priority list, right after “get a pap test” so I put it off until the last dieing minute! I will not mention any names here but there is only one place in Shelton to buy clothing and I shop there a lot for every other thing I need including medication. Anyway, I bought the size I am currently in according to the nearly worn out resale outfits I’ve been wearing. Thinking it wasn’t necessary; I passed by the fitting rooms and went straight home with my purchases.
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Well, either I am a LOT BIGGER than I was a while back or there is no doubt the clothing manufacturers have cut down the patterns and are making women’s clothing smaller. I checked the tags and this is what I found: My purchases were made in: China, Nicaragua, Mexico, Hong Kong and Lesotho (where the H--- is Lesotho?)! Whew! That explains it, the scare is over … and I will be returning my purchases today for a refund. With that money I will head for the thrift shop to buy some OLD (made in USA) “like new” used clothing … in my size.
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For years and years and years I have done my clothes shopping at garage sales and resale or thrift stores. I have been every size on the scale and as my weight went up and down I have needed different size clothing. Since I have never been rich, I had to find a way to have clothes that fit me in my closet. Yes, I could have lost weight and kept it off in order to remain one size … but that has not happened. What more can I say?
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Yesterday, while Phil was fishing I went shopping for some badly needed NEW clothes. You have to understand that shopping for clothes is at the bottom of my priority list, right after “get a pap test” so I put it off until the last dieing minute! I will not mention any names here but there is only one place in Shelton to buy clothing and I shop there a lot for every other thing I need including medication. Anyway, I bought the size I am currently in according to the nearly worn out resale outfits I’ve been wearing. Thinking it wasn’t necessary; I passed by the fitting rooms and went straight home with my purchases.
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Well, either I am a LOT BIGGER than I was a while back or there is no doubt the clothing manufacturers have cut down the patterns and are making women’s clothing smaller. I checked the tags and this is what I found: My purchases were made in: China, Nicaragua, Mexico, Hong Kong and Lesotho (where the H--- is Lesotho?)! Whew! That explains it, the scare is over … and I will be returning my purchases today for a refund. With that money I will head for the thrift shop to buy some OLD (made in USA) “like new” used clothing … in my size.
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We went to dinner at Little Creek Casino with our friends, Joan and Charlie. It was wonderful as usual. Good friends, good food, LIFE IS GOOD!
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