A few weeks ago now, I experienced what I can only describe as a total outfit and body confidence crisis. I was away at my boyfriend’s house, so I had packed limited clothing options, and I started to get ready to go out and realised I looked ‘fat’ in everything. I put fat in quotation marks as I am fully aware that I am not in fact, at all ‘fat’, but I am the biggest that I have ever been (we’ll get to that). Cue full blown breakdown and any concern from the last 9 months of constant weight gain to let itself out.