Today I went to Target, which I rarely ever do because the Target gods hate me and they never have what I want. But I had to pick up some pictures, and I thought that I'd pick up a few odds and ends as long as I was there. This included some new underwear. Keep in mind that while I do have some fancy, Victoria's Secret undies for "special occasions" (which are currently collecting dust) most of mine come in 3 packs and are labeled "sporty". However, being as Target hates me, I get to the intimates section and discover that they are phasing out my underwear-- all they have are these really weird ones made out of what appeared to be foam ankle wrap, and the old lady ones with the lace up to the ribcage. All of these came in an assortment of tan, beige, and taupe. Finally I found a weak selection of my brightly colored Hanes sporties on the clearance rack. (So on the bright side, they were over 50% off and we all know I love a deal.)
Now, keep in mind that I still have some weight to lose before I'm back to my pre-pregnancy shapeliness. I chose packages of underwear in a size 9, since that is about the pants size I'm currently wearing. I get home, go to examine my awesome new underwear that were way cheap, and wonder why a size 9 looks so freakin huge when I pull them out of the bag. I couldn't tell when they were folded that they could potentially be used as parachutes. Alas, upon closer examination of the package, a size 9 in the world of Hanes is what people wearing pants sizes 16-18 and have 44 inch waists wear. Never mind me with bunches of cotton coming out the top of my pants, it's all good.
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