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mandragoraSpent a couple of hours this morning searching for my ski gear for my forthcoming skiing holiday. The skis and boots no problem. Ski jacket - check. Well, one of them, Hmm, where did the other go? Thermals - check. Although I thought I had rather more thermal underwear than I could find. Ski socks - yes. But, again, I thought I had more pairs than these. Ski gloves... Hmm, the pair here have a rip in them and didn't I get some new ones last time I went skiing? Ski pants (2 pairs). Er no. I searched. And searched. And then the horrible truth dawned. I have somehow managed to misplace half of my ski-gear. I don't know where it is, but crawling around the loft and emptying out all three wardrobes didn't enable me to find the damn stuff.
So, with a heavy heart I set off to buy some more ski-wear, gritting my teeth against the knowledge that I have perfectly serviceable and still fashionable ski-wear...somewhere. Tried Lillywhites first, on the basis that they're not-too-expensive. But, ugh. It's all crappy. With an even heavier heart I trudge to Covent Garden to the Snow & Rock flagship store. I'd checked their website first and therefore know how horrendously expensive their stuff is. But needs must. I mean, yeah, I could have bought some horrible ski-pants from Lillywhites but anyone who knows me would realise in an instant how big a no-no that is. I know exactly what I want - black, stretch ski pants (just like the 2 pairs I can't find, dammit!). There's only one pair in the shop. One! What are they thinking - I mean it's not exactly post-season. It's only bleeding January.
They're a size larger than I normally wear, but, well, I'm desperate so I think it's worth trying them on. So I do, and they fit. And, oh God, they're a size larger than normal and they fit okay and Christ, how much weight did I put on over Christmas anyway, and I'm so fat!
So I buy them and a new pair of ski-gloves and a rather sweet hat, because the only one I could find from my ski-wear collection is stained and frankly rather manky. And then I go off to buy a birthday present for a friend (battling daleks - hee) but I'm all depressed, depressed, depressed.
Get home, fling ski stuff onto one of the beds and go off to collapse. Hey, Oxford Street on a Saturday afternoon is hell, okay. Ate miniscule dinner. Because I'm so fat. Watch latest SG1 ep download (thoroughly enjoyed it). Then thought I'd better sort the ski-wear out a bit. Pick up the ski-pants, examine them a bit, look at the label inside. And realise that the outside tag (and hanger) had mislabelled the size as being a size bigger than they actually are!
And, God the relief! Because, yes, I am a size larger than I was ten years ago, and yes, I need to lose about a stone in weight (which is just not going to happen without intensive exercise). But I can still fit into the same size ski-pants as those I bought 5 years ago!
So, with a heavy heart I set off to buy some more ski-wear, gritting my teeth against the knowledge that I have perfectly serviceable and still fashionable ski-wear...somewhere. Tried Lillywhites first, on the basis that they're not-too-expensive. But, ugh. It's all crappy. With an even heavier heart I trudge to Covent Garden to the Snow & Rock flagship store. I'd checked their website first and therefore know how horrendously expensive their stuff is. But needs must. I mean, yeah, I could have bought some horrible ski-pants from Lillywhites but anyone who knows me would realise in an instant how big a no-no that is. I know exactly what I want - black, stretch ski pants (just like the 2 pairs I can't find, dammit!). There's only one pair in the shop. One! What are they thinking - I mean it's not exactly post-season. It's only bleeding January.
They're a size larger than I normally wear, but, well, I'm desperate so I think it's worth trying them on. So I do, and they fit. And, oh God, they're a size larger than normal and they fit okay and Christ, how much weight did I put on over Christmas anyway, and I'm so fat!
So I buy them and a new pair of ski-gloves and a rather sweet hat, because the only one I could find from my ski-wear collection is stained and frankly rather manky. And then I go off to buy a birthday present for a friend (battling daleks - hee) but I'm all depressed, depressed, depressed.
Get home, fling ski stuff onto one of the beds and go off to collapse. Hey, Oxford Street on a Saturday afternoon is hell, okay. Ate miniscule dinner. Because I'm so fat. Watch latest SG1 ep download (thoroughly enjoyed it). Then thought I'd better sort the ski-wear out a bit. Pick up the ski-pants, examine them a bit, look at the label inside. And realise that the outside tag (and hanger) had mislabelled the size as being a size bigger than they actually are!
And, God the relief! Because, yes, I am a size larger than I was ten years ago, and yes, I need to lose about a stone in weight (which is just not going to happen without intensive exercise). But I can still fit into the same size ski-pants as those I bought 5 years ago!
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