Holy crap, my new pants are a bit snug.
I did something I said that I would never do. Shame on me. I bought a pair of jeans yesterday that I told myself, in the dress room, "These would look so much better on me, and fit nicer, if I lost five pounds."
So what did I do? Did I return them to the rack, with a defiant toss of my cutely-styled hair and an: I don't need YOU, jeans! You are not the boss of me!? Hell no; instead, I thought, "Hmmm, initiative to lose five pounds? SOLD!"
Yes, I did it. *hanging head in shame*
And yes, I wore them today. They are snug, I have a bit of a muffin-top working but my shirt covers it up. So even though I'm uncomfortable, I look damn good. Heh.
Boy, men and women are so, so different. I would never see a man squishing himself, muffin-top and all, into a cute pair of jeans...especially while dealing with an extra five pounds of bloat due to my period (yes, no baby, that's another whiney blog post all in itself) all for the sake of fashion. And looking hot.
But am I working it today in my new jeans, cute baby-blue v-neck shirt and my sexy heeled-sandals? You betcha.