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The Shrinking Man: dropping below size 30

The last time I bought a pair of jeans was around the turn of the year 2011/2012, about 3 months ago. I was pretty proud of the fact that I could fit into a size 31, which I picked up out of the clearance bin at Uniqlo Vivocity.

Ah, the pleasures of being able to buy sizes nobody wants.

So, last weekend, I walked into Uniqlo again, this time at Somerset 313. I’ve actually been wanting to buy a second pair of jeans to replace all my wookie-sized jeans from my Fat Era, since said turn of the year, but I never got down to it.

I suppose it was a good reason to be negligent. Read on.

So, last weekend, as I was saying, I walked into Uniqlo again. Truth is, I was glad the Winter season was over, since, well, Winter season wear mainly elicits wry smiles and awkward looks in tropical Singapore. Yes yes we do have genuinely cold weather here, but it isn’t wintry. At the most, we could do spring cool. And yes, thank goodness, the clothes look fabulously wearable this month.

Yes, as I was saying, I walked into Uniqlo again, looking for a new pair of jeans. I was stopped immediately at the main entrance….

$69.90 –> $49.90 LIMITED SALE


Darker blue. Fine. I fingered through the rack. 34, 32, 34, 34, 31, 32, 33, 31, 30, 32…

Yes, there’s a 30, one single pair! And I have to say, it is a totally new feeling for me to be picking out clothes from the slimmest end of the size range.

I brought it to the fitting room, with jolly. No queue! I quickly slipped it on and…. looks good!

Waitaminute… it’s loose.

It can’t be. I thought to myself. I’m still a little fat. See here, ouch, still have love handles. Surely 30 is right…. OK, here’s something interesting, I can alllllmost use this pair of jeans without altering the length, cos I’m more or less standard proportions now. In the past, I needed to cut like 3½ kilometres from the hem so it wouldn’t look like a squid’s denim jacket. Now that I’m slimmer and can fit into a 30, the length of the jeans becomes relatively shorter too.

Except, this 30 is loose.

I stepped out, slightly perplexed (and secretly a little gleeful). I hunted down a size 29 (this time from the main shelves, nearly hidden in one corner) and returned to the fitting room. Cool, still no queue, on a Sunday afternoon. (Where is everybody….)

As I slipped my legs into the jeans, it felt a little tighter than I expected. But then again, I’d always lived life wearing loose jeans, since I needed more waist space. I proceeded to zip up. Nah, I thought. Here is where it’s going to fail…

10 minutes later, I had the alteration measured, paid up and “Sir,” the young Uniqlo lady said to me at alteration services, “You can collect it at 2.30pm”.


Never in my adult life did I ever imagined I would ever fit into a 29.



How many sizes change with weight loss?

You know the obvious one – though, that’s more often the desired one – waistline. But I discovered to my delight and sometimes to my chagrin that it’s more than just your waistline that changes with weight loss.

For sure, if you’re on a consistent, proper weight loss regime, your waistline will change. How much? In my case, somewhere between 3 and 4 inches. I’ve cut off almost 4″ from my workwear belt, as you can see. That’s the result of about 15 kg of weight loss.

Last weekend, I threw away (into the recycling bag) another pair of old jeans. I thought I would keep it (a size 34) as a backup. But on that day I put it on, as a backup, and it was so spectacularly roomy that its only fate in my life was to be never worn again. I haven’t used my new pair of jeans yet, for I am waiting for the Chinese New Year. That’s a 31.  


Now for the changes I did not expect. One, my shirt size, long-sleeved, for work. I used to wear size 16. I think that’s the shoulder width. That’s the neck size (thanks JE!!). A few weeks ago I tried on a 15.5 because there were no more 16s for that design, and the 15.5 fit very nicely, to my surprise. I tried 16 for another design, and it dawned on me that this now looked baggy. I never quite noticed it before. From that day on, I increasingly noticed that my old size 16 shirts were rather baggy, and worse, shapeless. They looked like, well, they didn’t fit.

The next thing I noticed was something I really did not expect. My watch strap, which are metal links. Yesterday, I flicked my hand and the watch’s body actually slipped from the top of my wrist to the bottom. Now that’s loose. I’ll have to visit a watch shop to have a link or two removed.

Lastly, the size of your bank account. All these wardrobe changes, or incoming wardrobe changes, are going to put a dent in your bank account. Yes, it’s for a good reason, but not all at once! I suppose many of my roomy size 16 shirts remain wearable – the only reason I would change them is so I look better. For vanity’s sake, why not?