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So I graduated in 1993.
I never was the "thin" girl. So when the "prom" time came around...
I remember wanting to get me the dress that made me feel like Cinderella going to the "Ball"
I am sure most girls at that age felt that way plus size or not.
I remember looking through all the latest teen magazines to see what prom dress I was going to get.
Keep in mind, I couldn't go try on any dress like any girl. They didn't carry dresses in my size in stock. I did find a collection in a magazine that had plus sizes.
I saw the dress I wanted, went to a dress shop they took measurements and gave me the good news that they could get it in my size.
I never tried this dress on before. No clue what it would look like good or bad.
So when I finally got it... somewhere I decided that it looked better on the hanger.
When I looked in the mirror I saw a big round body and a whole lot of fluff expanding what was already fluffy with a hint of seaquence.
My image of who I was, what I looked like was so distorted. That wasn't what I saw in the magazine.
It made me miserable.
Sure I laughed off the night, enjoyed myself for what it was but it was just another day.
However, I certainly felt far from Cinderella.
Randomly a few years ago, I tried it on and I couldn't zip the back. It expanded from shoulder to shoulder... it wouldn't even fit around my waist...
It just was a complete mess.
So out of the blue the other day I had an epiphany, remembering exactly where the dress was...
and as the light bulb turned on, ran to try it on.
Well... I did and guess what folks... IT FIT!!!!! Zipped and all!
I walked out to my best friend and showed her and instantly she says "where are you going?"
I walked around the house with the biggest smile on my face for 15-20 minutes.
I even sat down in it. I think I wore a bigger smile at that moment then I did the entire prom night.
Instantly had to document it. I may not have been Cinderella going to the ball for that 15-20 minutes.
BUT I certainly felt like her in my heart.
I thought about what was different. The only answer I had for myself was perception.
When I looked in the mirror 20+ years ago... I was unhappy with who I was, what I saw staring back.
Now when I look in the mirror, sure I may see flaws, thats human. What I see now, is a girl who is goal setting, loving herself and ultimately achieving what she is setting out to do.
Loving yourself goes a very long way and in this case took me in my carriage to the ball.
I hope this message finds you well.
Laughter, Love & Light,