i like to think that i have one of the best shapes around, the reason is not so far fetched. if i were to apply for Miss Nigeria my statistics would read 34-28-42! throw ina pair of endless long legs and the most beautiful chocolate skin, and you have me described. so you can imagine my disamy and disbelief when out of no where i began to drop in weight, my hips disappeared, my waist became even tinier and my twins, well lets just say padded bras had to come back in.
i began to envy the fat and proud around me, there was a particular lady who i obsessed after, she was fair and pretty, she had hips and boobs ...ok she had a tummy but thats beside the point, she was fabulously fat and i was green with envy. she would appear in anything and she would look well put together while yours truly was going around in clothes hanging off bones.
i began to fantasize about getting fat, i piled up on the calories and found every opportunity to snooze after four weeksi noticed i was filling out nicely the hips were getting rounder and the twins were getting back to shape..alas the tummy began to bulge as well!
now my cheeks have blown out, i am not fat but it sure feels like it, this is not what i want i tell myself as i stand in front of my full lenght mirror I WANT MY SEXY SLIM BACK! fat may look fabulous on others but on me...it simply sucks!
what was i thinking? Every one to his own, i'll stick to my statistics and be content with what i have got, now before you begin to wonder what this has to do with fashion....it doesnt!
