I bought a shirt at my old size because I wasn't convinced I could fit in the smaller version yet. And I wore the shirt tonight because it's pretty festive and suited
Trans-Siberian Orchestra's Christmas concert. I think I could have gone down TWO sizes. I'm swimming! And grinning. And kind of annoyed at doubting instead of just trying it on. I'm resigning this cute top for use as part pajama til the neck hole falls past my shoulders.