Frumpy clothes make you look frumpy

I know I've talked a lot about how frumpy clothes make you look frumpy, but I haven't really shown any pictures of that.  It's not because I never wore any frumpy clothes, for I certainly did.  But since frumpy isn't exactly stylish, I didn't take any pictures of myself them, and those outfits were few and far between.

I officially prefer fitted clothes.  Pregnant or not - or perhaps because I am pregnant at all - I like to remember that my body has (or at least used to have) some shape.  Sometimes I feel self-conscious when my shirt is fitted and you can easily see my half-outtie belly button showing through.  I think about changing my shirt to put on something that won't accentuate that so much, but then I stop myself.  Why does it matter?  Why do I care??  I'm pregnant, enormous, and bulging.  Of COURSE my belly button is sometimes going to show through my shirt.

Embrace the pregnant form, ladies.  There's nothing to hide.

BUT..... now, at the 34 week mark, a lot of those cute maternity clothes that I used to love and wear all the time no longer fit.  Or at least the word "fitted" has taken on new meaning.  Very sad.  :o(

So I've found myself resorting to some of the frumpier options in the bottom of my drawers, at least as far as shirts are concerned.  Ya gotta do what 'cha gotta do, right?

This outfit is one of my frumpier outfits.  The skirt is something that I owned previously and the shirt was a hand-me-down that was originally waaaay too big and is now only mostly too big.  It doesn't look so bad from the front, right?

But when you get the side view....

You're all like, "HOLY HELL! That is one frumpy-ass shirt!"

Or at least that's what I'm thinking.

But seriously, no one can tell me that I look great in that side view picture above.  I seriously look like the "beached whale" that I so often feel like.  I look like I gained 75 pounds instead of 29.  I look like I'm wearing a hot air balloon.  I look awful.

And yet I still posted this picture on the internet.  Mostly to prove to myself that I was right in believing that frumpy clothes make me look frumpy.  Back to my regularly scheduled tight-fitting shirts, pronto.