I Am A Size 0


Yep, I am a size 0, an XS size, and I weigh 98 lbs… Well, that’s how I feel. That’s how I WAS 17 years ago in high school while I was involved in Dance Team and Ju Jitsu and my metabolism was as high as I could kick. I loved my body and my body loved me!! I hung on to a lot of old clothes through the years, some still fit (the stretchy ones) and some I promised myself I would someday fit into.Β  Some items in my closet I am guilty of purchasing recently because (a) it was super Cute and I Had To Have It and (b) what, I AM an Extra Small! (Shopping Partner Politely Nods Head)
Well my last shopping excursion was definitely a wake up call.. or a wake up buzzer alarm. I found the most adorable blouse! What a great find, it was peach, had tiny flowers on it, cinched at the waist and it came with loops to hold a little belt. I had to get it! So my first Red Flag should have stopped the purchase: I get to the counter and mention the little belt loops. I asked if the blouse came with a belt. The salesperson quickly found 2 belts for me to try on… The ends on the first one did not even meet in the front. The quick-mannered saleslady did not hesitate to say, ‘take both,’ to spare me the potential embarrassment of trying on the second belt. I think What a Steal! I got a free belt out of the deal! (Although we all now know I will never be able to wear one of them). Well, excited to show my husband my new blouse I hurriedly head home and try it on for him… So I unzipped the entire side (which ends about 2 inches from the hem) raise my hands up to slide it on only to find out I can’t seem to get it past my shoulders! So I call in for back up, hubby kindly assists in what becomes a struggle between ‘man’ and fabric: suck it in, breath, turn, wiggle, suck it in, jump, turn… About 5 minutes later its on! Sadly realizing I couldn’t even zip the zipper past my ribcage, I easily peel it off (why is it always easier to peel off?) And I return it a week later along with my 2 free belts.
I’ll spare you the ‘Blue Dress That Ripped Before The Family Reunion’ and the ‘Bucs Shirt I Ordered Online & Swore I Would Fit Into’ stories.. because they both did not end well (and there many more).. but its time to start realizing that no matter how much I diet and exercise, I will NEVER be a size 0… Ever. So whoever wants to join my club, we can raise up our Skinny Girl Martini’s and toast to the inventor of Spanx and Trendy Tops… Cheers!


  1. I’m joining your club! I went into a maternity top today, tried on atop that was on sale for shits and giggles. It was that dressy t-shirt material, the kind that shows every lump. It looked great with the fake belly on. The sales lady said I may want to up a size because she could see my back (fat). I told her: this is the way I’m made, I come with back fat.

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