Princess Clothes

The other day I had to go shopping for new "plus size" exercise clothes (let's face it, you can't buy anything larger than a size fit for a 16.3 pound Kenyan marathon runner at Lady Footlocker). I went over to Academy Sports (AKA the White Trash Capital of Beaumont) and spent about an hour and a half looking for shorts and tops that would decrease chub rub while also decreasing general jiggly-ness in the tummy area without squeezing me and thereby, making breathing normally a luxury.

After all that time, I walked out VERY discouraged as I found only a couple pairs of shorts and some tops that MIGHT work. I went home to fab Husband, and told him the whole depressing story, trying to keep from crying the entire time. He looked at me and told me that Academy Sports was stupid because they obviously didn't have "princess sizes". You know, like the shoe would only fit Cinderella, there are obviously sizes somewhere that only fit princesses (AKA ME).

Husband is cute. There's just no way around it...