The caveat to losing some chub is that your pants collection, that you’ve spent years cultivating, which is super hard because it’s so hard to find pants (WHY IS IT SO HARD TO FIND PANTS) goes entirely out the window, and you must start from pants-scratch. I think shopping in numbers can be dangerous. Usually, you should just go it alone. Shopping is crazy and you must get tunnel-visiony. You feel real vulnerable and alone as you confront the reality of your shape. But if I’m going to have a shopping buddy, sister Carrie is a perfect candidate. Please note our open dialogue about skinny jeans v. bootcut, and our Picasso at the Beach matching stripes.