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I'm Quitting

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I am quitting my 30 for 30 challenge. I know crazy shit, but I am too tired and I'm getting fat. I picked a bunch of pieces that I haven't worn in a while. I wanted to put them in my cycle, but the reason I haven't worn them in a while is that they don't f*cken fit. I love all my crazy ideas about wearing a limited wardrobe, and not shopping for a year. CONFESSION TIME. I bought a something last week. I got a pair of designer jeans at Bluefly for $35. I'm going to still diet though. But what I really love is that I'm honest with myself. So I'm going to give myself a get out of jail free card and quit the challenge this round. These are the outfits that I managed to record from last week. Notice that I forgot to get a picture for Day 6! Skinny Jeans and Flats Day 7 Outfit Ankle Boots and Midi Skirt Day 5 Outfit BCBG Dress Day 8 Outfit

Skinny Bitches

I went out for a catch up lunch with two of my mommy buds. One of the mom's and I are still breastfeeding, either because we're wimps, or martyrs, I haven't decided which yet. The bi-product of breastfeeding beyond a year, is that I'm skinny now, and I don't really work out. Of course I'm totally weak, and useless too. I can't open a jar of pickles to save my life. I talked about how even though I can fit into my size 25 jeans, I'm not feeling shit hot. My other non-breastfeeding mommy bud told me to shut the fuck up.

Skinny but not that skinny

I've decided to stop worrying about the last 10 pounds of my pregnancy weight, and start doing something about it. So I'm focusing my energy on thinking skinny. Yup, no dumb bells or crunches for me. To get back into my super skinny jeans, I'm just going to start thinking that I'm skinny enough. If I learned anything from "The Secret", it's that the power of intention really works. Rent the movie if you don't believe me. After 2 weeks of thinking skinny (eating out and drinking wine), I'm down 5 nasty pounds. I just weighted myself to check that I'm not totally full of shit. I'm not. So yesterday, I took my skinny ass self to BCBG, to check out their sale. My summer strollin' dream dress was 30% off! The only sizes on the rack were extra small but I'm totally an extra small right? Yeah, no. I heard a seam rip as I wiggled the dress over my hips. And it clung grossly, like a needy girlfriend, to my midsection. Too sad, and ...

Good-bye Designer Mat Jeans

Like most of my girlfriends, I have a serious denim addiction. If it's dark wash, bootleg, skinny and has a price tag that looks like a car payment, I want it. Lucky for my pocket book, I'm really good at grabbing them on sale. 10% off still counts as a sale right? When I was pregnant I bought a pair of maternity Paige Jeans for 60% off. They're know as the best butt jeans in Premium Denim. I read it on their website so it must be true. Anyway, the only reason I walked out of the store with just one pair of jeans, was because they didn't have my size in the other styles. Please note at the time of purchase I was one jean size larger. Boo. I wore them all the time; to work, to dinners, to fashion shows, to the mall, to pick up groceries. My pregnant ass never looked so good. They were my favorite article of clothing for all three trimesters. They were still my go to jeans during the "forth" trimester, after the birth of the baby but still before I gave a ...

Baby or Beer Belly?

I was really excited about the little baby bump that was developing around 11 weeks. I've heard some women don't show until the 2nd trimester, but I'm 5'3". If I eat a hamburger I show. Anyway, Spence came with me to see the doctor for the results of my latest ultrasound. The visit before this one had ended with me in tears. My doctor was concerned that I may have miscarried already since a heartbeat had not been picked up at the very first ultrasound. But I hoped, prayed and thanked the Universe for a healthy happy baby, and it came true. My doctor was pleased to let us know that the baby was developing perfectly. He was so happy for us that he even showed me where my uterus currently was. I laid on the table. He pointed, "Right there, I can feel a hard little lump". I pointed at my "baby bump" no where near the spot he found the uterus, and asked, "So this isn't my baby?" He smiled and closed the door behind him. Spence f...