I am one of those sad people who searched out outfits where style, fit and colour were preferably followed by ease of access to injection sites - of course none of that needed to be considered if I didn't like it on the hanger or it just didn't suit me.
(I had learned the year before I was diagnosed that I shouldn't discount anything ever just from it's appearance, you HAVE to try it on and see whether it suits you. No way would I have bought that wedding dress, initially thought it was horrid. The instant I tried the thing on - I had to have it. Mothers think anything suits you when the label says wedding dress and the sales person would tell you that you look beautiful in a coal sack if she could make a sale, so you have to take somebody who speaks the truth, LOL My big sis.)
Gosh, what very hard work it is being forced at gunpoint to go in every lady's clothing emporium in the centre of Birmingham, to check on clothing even if the quickest way to get to Boots for your insulin prescription really is straight through BHS and if that didn't take too long you could cut through a handy arcade containing Salisbury's (purveyors of handbags and all sorts of 'leather' goods with the bonus of Richard Shops (purveyors of lady's clothing) on the corner with the main road. Such an awful chore for 20 years of a girl's life! Other such shops coincidentally happened to be sited on roads to other essential places. (Post Office, WH Smith etc) Midland Bank was a ruddy nuisance though, right opposite our office! LOL I always liked November and December, July and August though - William Powell, the ONLY huntin shootin and fishin shop for Xmas and birthday gift ideas for my (then) husband was in the road that went down one side of Marks and Sparks!
You have to WORK at it to get the garments to suit what you now NEED in your life Carol. It quite obviously is something I absolutely hated and obviously still do!
