When I was a teenager I had really bad acne on my cheeks. I was a pretty confident girl, but I was always embarrassed by it. After arguing with a friend about who was prettier, or some ridiculous conversation that 14 year old girls have from time to (all the) time, she looked at me and said "Yeah, but you look good with zits." I look good with zits? What does that even mean? Thank you?
I seriously can't remember who I was talking to, but within the last few months (since the baby weight has come... and stayed for a longer visit than I expected) someone told me that I don't look bad when I put on weight- because I put it on everywhere, and I still look normal. What? I look good fat? Then why does it hurt my feelings every time I see a picture of my pre-preggo bod? Sure the waistline has extended and the chins have doubled, and the calves no longer fit into the boots I long for, but I wear it all over- so the fat looks good, right? Thanks?
|Great with Child. Plump from head to toe.|
|The Hump. You could count on it to let all weary travelers down.|
|Me, sleeping soundly on the Humps plush velvet seats. Suiting it?|
|Rocking the Bridesmaid dress I probably never should have squeezed into.|
|Showing Dave just how CRAZY I can be- in public- and while peeking into the window of the Hump. May she R.I.P.|