Sultana, you rock. I have had much the same experience. I lost 95 lbs and went from an 18 to a 6. I forgot how expensive new wardrobes are.
(I have nine bags of clothes to consign!) Wait, all you you ladies rock!
Basically, I forgot what it was like to have breasts that people
don't look at until I accentuate them. So most days I wear a ballet neckline if I need a pick-me-up without the boobs. I have collarbones! If I'm wanting some attention (rare) I have this one kick-ass top with just the right cleavage and gives me killer curves. I walk taller in that top, it's awesome.
Tall shoes. Chunky heels. I love being taller. It makes me hold my head up higher. Plus, the knee-high, lace-up, 4 inch-chunky-heeled black boots I bought last year make me feel like a bad-ass.
I
finally found a mascara and eyeliner I can wear without my eyes swelling shut like I'd been cold-cocked in both of them. It's amazing how much better I feel with a little definition around mine eyes.