The $6.99 Jumpsuit That Made Me Cry

I’m curious about something: what’s an old story/belief you’re still telling yourself?

Okay, now it’s time to jump right in.

Oh but no, wait! First, you may wanna grab a drink cause yo girl here is a long-winded, rambling bitch 🤣 And now… it’s time to get this show on the road. Here we go…

Questioning old beliefs in midlife: a jumpsuit story!

So, a little storytime for you…

There once was…. oh wait I’m not telling a fairy tale and this definitely isn’t fictional. lol Yeah, yeah I’m getting to it. 🤷‍♀️🤣

Years ago I was told that as a fat girl I couldn’t wear a jumper/romper/jumpsuit – whatever the hell you call them because it would make me look like an Oompa Loompa. (sidenote: I actually had to look it up because they aren’t teh same thing so I’ll define them in a second).

Why an Oompa Loompa? I’m guessing because this person was referencing not only my fat body but my vertically challenged status as well (in other words I’m short). Yeah, I was blessed with the Lee family genes – short, stumpy, big boobs (well the dudes in the fam don’t suffer from this but us gals do), and chubby. Gotta love f**in’ genetics don’t ya?!🤣

So, I went my entire life NEVER even trying one on. Ever. No matter how many times I saw cute ones I was like nope because all I could picture was the little rolly Oompa Loompas and… well that was all the visual I needed to know it wasn’t going to be a good thing to put one on my body. (How sad, honestly!)

Oh shit, I said I would define these for you so let me stop for a second and do that. And because I’m a lazy biotch all I did was go into the good ole’ Google and ask it ‘what is a romper vs jumper vs jumpsuit’ and this is what it spit out:

While rompers and jumpsuits are both one-piece garments, a romper features attached shorts, whereas a jumpsuit features long pants. A jumper is a sleeveless dress designed to be worn over a top.

Key Takeaway: If it is a one-piece with shorts, it’s a romper. If it’s a one-piece with pants, it’s a jumpsuit. If it’s a sleeveless dress that requires a top underneath, it’s a jumper.

Anywho, now that that is out of the way let’s get back to the story…

Fast forward to this magical unapologetic midlife era I’m livin’ where I don’t care what others think (although, did you know that when people say they don’t care they often actually do? It’s a defense mechanism… but that’s a story for a different day!) and that comes to the clothing department too.

One of my favorite things to do is head out and see what treasures I can find at my local thrift stores and this past Sunday (June 7, 2026 to be exactly – because I know you care. Right? LMAO… I amuse myself!) I came across several jumpers – as I was so incorrectly calling them at the time. Jumpsuits now that I know the proper terminology.

But I immediately walked away because my first thought was the story I adopted as a belief – thanks to that one person, many years ago, projecting their body image shit on me – I can’t wear that. I’m too fat. It will make me look like an Oompa Loompa (but hey, I actually think they’re cute 🤩) .

So I walked away. And a few seconds later I found myself pulled right back to them. And I tried walking away yet again. Only to, yep, find myself being pulled right back to them a few minutes later.

I pulled one off the rack, looked at the price tag and was like ‘hmm it’s only $6.99’ if I buy it and don’t like it (because this chic wasn’t about to try that shit on in the thrift store…way too damn hot for that nonsense!) it’s only $7.00 I’ll be out. For that, I’m willing to take it home and see how it feels and looks on me.

Questioning Old Beliefs In Midlife – The Test

I wasn’t 100% on board with the crazy chaotic designs all over it even though it’s celestial and I’m totally diggin’ that vibe lately but again $6.99 and it was just a piece of clothing I was using as a test…

A test to see if that “belief” someone else had – that I sadly picked up as a truth/belief for me too – was true for me or not.

You see, at 51 I’m starting to question truths/beliefs/stories that I’ve had for a long time. Even though I’ve done a LOT of self-development work over the years, I’m still hanging onto a lot of stories, etc. and now I’m just having fun testing these things out to see if they’re true/still true for me today.

The Jumpsuit Try On

So I brought that $7.00 jumpsuit home with me and promptly threw it in my closet. There it sat for several days until it was time to do laundry and I threw it in to get washed. Once it was done drying I figured I might as well put it on and see what happened.

And OMG do you know what happened?

I CRIED.

I cried because I LOVED it.

I f**in’ loved everything about it…

1. How loose it was on my body (and another thing I had always been told was that as a fat girl I couldn’t wear loose things because it just made me look bigger).
2. How flattering it actually looked on my body!
3. How I could pull it off without a bra (now as someone with 48 DDD’s it’s always been a no-no to not wear a bra but for the first time in my life I’m also questioning this!)
4. How cute those crazy chaotic celestial designs actually looked.
5. How comfortable, confident, and sexy I felt in it.

I’ve worn it out in public (with a bra because well some beliefs are hard to break!) and a few other plus-size gals complimented me on it. One of them even told me that she was on a self-love journey this year and part of that has been allowing her inner child to wear what she once loved – rompers 🤩- but stopped wearing them the older she got because she too was told something similar about not being able to wear that as a plus-size person.

Her and I both smiled and shared a similar comment about how freeing and empowering it was to be dressing our bodies however we wanted despite what others (aka mostly societal bullshit standards) thought plus-size people SHOULDN’T be wearing.

Anywho…

This is just a whole damn vibe and I’m totally diggin’ it. Totally feelin’ myself! 🤩

The Moral Of This Story…

(besides getting to show off my cute ass self rockin’ a jumpsuit 🤩🤣)?

I’m saddened that I allowed myself to live without jumpsuits my entire life but so thrilled that I put an old belief/story to the test and found it just isn’t a truth for me any longer.

Now, watchout world cause this fat chic is gonna be livin’ in jumpsuits all summer. You have been warned. #sorry #notsorry 🤣

But hold up a sec…

The real reason I wanted to tell you this story?

It’s not because I found a jumpsuit I love (although I 1,000% did! 🤩). It’s because it made me wonder what other things I’ve accepted as truth without ever stopping to see if they’re actually true.

How many “rules” am I still following that were handed to me by someone else?

How many things have I talked myself out of because of a story I’ve been carrying around for years?

And now I’m curious…

What old story are you still carrying around that might deserve to be put to the ‘test’?

Maybe it’s something about your body.
Maybe it’s something about your age.
Maybe it’s something you’ve believed about yourself for so long that you don’t even question it anymore.

I think it’s time to test it! Whatever it is!

Because if a $6.99 thrift store jumpsuit taught me anything, it’s that not every story we’ve been carrying around deserves to come with us into the next chapter.

Boom! Mic drop 🤣

Until next time…

Tish