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July 13, 2005
38D (Yeah, it's kind of about boobs again)
I’m finally starting to fit into some of my cuter more dainty bras. These bras don’t have straps that are 5 inches thick. My old ones looked like something a hospital would use to sling patients from that jungle gym looking contraption when they had broken their whole bodies. They could comfortably form to and support someone of a “healthy” weight's butt (correction: make that a healthy middle aged, man. Ex-line backer to be specific).
I’m excited to sift through and try on all these cute bras. It will have to be trial and error because I had cut the tags out of them. I was embarrassed and afraid that someone would see my size. Most of my girlfriends wore size 34 and I hated being a 36. Now I’m a 38. I would lie about my bra size all the time, more so than any other article of clothing. Yup, my friends and I loved talking about our boobies and the great Secrets Victoria was keeping. (How I hate that place, I’ve never even looked good in a robe from there.) I’m pretty sure that all these bras span the time I was with the man who is currently my husband and he wouldn’t even know what those numbers mean. I probably cut those tags out so I could believe the lies I told my friends. Maybe I was paranoid they’d catch a glimpse of them in the locker room, my tags flapping around in the wind, warning of the Wide Load coming through. I don’t think I was being too paranoid, because we did (and still do) size each other up. Back then we were quite competitive.
I guess once I determine the bras that fit I’ll just appreciate that they don’t have the tags to distract from their sexy style.
Posted by hopeful @ July 13, 2005 5:00 PM
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Molly, that's awesome that you're weighing in at 180. I've been resisting to weigh myself, but will tomorrow because i'm leaving for vacation. I want to see how close my scale is vs. my moms.
I know about that competetive thing. When people see that i'm losing weight and see me eat healthy I always get comments like "you're not starving yourself are you?"
People always have a hard time seeing you change. it's so strange to me.
- *I’m not exactly one of them*
- *Actually happy it’s Monday*
- *One hour left*
- *Desperado*
- *187 stuck*
- *Picture of me at the party*
- *187*
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About girls sizing each other up: I went out to eat with a group of women from my neighborhood last night (we do it once a month--Ladies Night Out). So last night we went to a fish-house. I have been soooooo excited about my recent rapid decline (i'm actually weighing in at 180 consistently for two days now---I know bad me, I'm weighing everyday :)) so I wanted to eat well. Usually I'd think, "Hey I'm out with the girls, so I get to splurge a little". Well, not so.
They were all amazed that they had a 5 course option for only $12.99, and 3 girls ordered that (small appetizer, soup, salad, entree and desert). I then ordered the wood grilled salmon with veggies as my entree. I got a salad too, and did splurge a little by getting ranch dressing (it sounded like a good splurge), and had water to drink. I actually got a few looks like, "oh sure, you're better than us ordering healthy food". What is it with women sizing each other up. We're so cruel to each other. The girl who sat across from me has been battling her weight just like I have, and she got the 5 course meal, and every time they brought something she kept saying "I shouldn't eat this" and then did.
By the way, my salmon tasted GREAT because it was cooked in a butter/dill sauce. :)
Okay, now onto another topic. I got waxed yesterday right before we went out to eat. HOLY CRAP! That hurt! I do not think there is anything that can prepare you for that kind of startling pain. I was telling my husband that after she would rip off the muslin I was just about begging her to hit me to stop the pain. I looked like a plucked chicken all last night, but this morning I'm looking much better. I have to admit it does look good to have all the hair removed, but I'll have to do a serious thinking twice before I do that again. (the really good news is that the lady doing the waxing liked my little bagette bag that I brought and we are going to do trades for services---yep, I'm pimping my bags for beauty! -- she also does pedicures, so I'm not locked into being waxed forever).
OKay, I'm off to eat my egg white breakfast. I'm going to work out a little later today because I slept in. Have a great day ladies! Keep up the good work!
Molly