Am one of the odd women who are against dieting. Makes me murderously cranky and I totally hate that. So I eat, and I'm lucky ( you heard right ) to have a partner who's a glutton big eater actually.
However, when it comes to clothes...yeah...I have some trouble, I used to have to get pants from H&M in Europe ( it's definitely more exciting shopping overseas ,somehow the store just lost it's magic when they opened up here ) and some backwater shops around Victoria Station.
Lately I've found a better store that doesn't discriminate against us plus sizes for tops , but that's allllll the way in Istanbul. Trick is I do buy locally but that involves choosing my pieces painstakingly and very carefully, so they make me look many sizes smaller than I actually am.
It's a gift, lol, and I always have to end up arguing with the salesgirls who insist I'm much smaller.
Coming to this picture, well, at first glance I thought the rider on the outside was a delivery man. Until I realised, omg, that's a Harley too just like the other guy in black.
They're both in Harley togs too.
My anti dieting policy shaken to the foundation.