Today I decided to wear this pair of slim-fit flare pants that makes my already-long legs look even longer. I suck it in, put them on, and button. ACK!!! Suddenly I can't breathe! Huff huff. Looking down, there's this unfamiliar rounded jiggly lard in front of me that I realize was once my belly. Funny, everything's turning insidiously monochromatic. Hmm…. Trying to find a tunic top so the once-was-my-belly-but-is-now-an-unidentified-body-part would not be obvious, I bend down and… this rounded jiggly lard becomes even rounder and bigger. Ohhh my pinched waist! I stand up straight and… whoa!!! the world starts spinning. Huff huff… I take a deep breath… inhale… … exhale … inhale again ……….. POP! There goes the button!! Ah, the world stops spinning… and it's colorful again!
Recalling one very short conversation with a friend:
Friend: oh please, you're even underweight for your height
Me: My underwear is now starting to pinch
Friend: then go get new ones!
Me: They are new ones!!!
Morale lesson: I'm huggable. I could either obsess with the unwanted inches on the waist that technically, my lack of exercise cannot solve… or just think I'm huggable.......... so yeah... I'm hhhhuuuuggable.
