It’s been years since it dawned on me that I had been
hammered with UKS. I realized that Ugly Knees Syndrome is inherited,
dreaded, and forever. That and PFA. Plague
of the Fat Ankle.
Regardless of how skinny my upper portion might
become, for every inch of upper body I lose, UKS and PFA roll on and
on and on.
I would so love to wear leggings, skinny jeans, or
tights with a tunic top. Peeking from the hemline of the tunic top would be UK, ugly covered in leggings, skinny
jeans, or tights. No cover can make them
pretty, or slim, or non-existent.
Boots help.
The tall ones with tall heels.
Ankles and tree trunk legs can be disguised in boots, but sometimes the PFA is squeezed northward and the fat
squirts out over the top of the boot, contributing to even more unattractiveness. There is no win.
I live with the ongoing dread of being photographed
and posted on People of Wal-Mart,
with my Ugly – as in “U-G-L-Y, You Ain’t Got No Alibi, You Ugly!”
Knees hanging out from under a
darling dress designed for someone half my age.
Sometimes I think I’ll just buy a larger size, as in a Size L top to cover the bulges. Wrong! I look like someone walking around in a circus tent. Better to wear something more form fitting, but not too tight, as in “the correct size.” That varies from store to store and style to style.
I refuse to buy anything with an X in it. Since Mother tried to clothe me in a 6x in my
younger years, I have known what X represents. X = Not Good. X=X-Lax.
X=wrong answer. X=Do Not Enter –Crime
Scene.
I have not worn any skirt that hits well-below my
knees since a less-than-tactful son told me I looked like a Pilgrim. He had in mind the somber ladies who fed the Indians and stoked the campfire. Fashion in Black, White, and Dull.
With the Thanksgiving
holiday approaching, I have to be very careful in wardrobe selection. I tend to keep wardrobe from the ancient of days. Fashion Rule: If it's been in 3 closets, it's time to discard, let someone else enjoy its elegance.
So, what’s a girl to do when overwhelmed by UKS and PFA? I cannot bring myself to wear
what’s hot, regardless, as I see so often in women who stroll the aisles of
the grocery store, the retail giant, or enjoy dinner at the local restaurant.
I’ll continue my search for fashion forward outfits. No orthopedic shoes and no QEII handbags. No
Pilgrim labels, either.
I’ll search out fashion designed with a nod toward age-disguise
and not disgrace.
We all have our figure flaws. I say stick with what makes you feel good about yourself. I have lots of black pants, some straight legs, some boot cut, and even a few full knit ones. (I've been seeing some in stores--you know, one extreme to the other. I wish my midsection were slim and trim. (I discovered J Jill and love it.)
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