Saturday, November 28, 2009


It's been a rough couple of months food wise. I spent a good portion of October and parts of November having a little pity party, which inevitably led me to various forms of dark chocolate goodness, and vast quantities of fat laden feel good food.

I realize that I have entered the "foundation garment" portion of my life, no more sundress and flip flops. It's all mod girdle and push up bra from here on out. I was on the Spanx website today, and I think I'm getting a pair, as soon as I can parse exactly what kind of bump smoothing tummy sucking garment I need. I feel like a man in the pantyliner aisle. SO many choices, and none of the jargon is familiar. I'm leaning towards the high waited panty ones, but who knows, maybe I'll go for some kind of full body dealie.

I'm convinced that good underwear can make anyone look good. Look at Oprah. She's not a small woman, and she looks AMAZING in her clothes. Not a lump, bump, or rivet. She probably has her underwear made by NASA, or some French lacey version of NASA. On our job last week, the stylist adjusted the back of my bra in between EVERY take. At first I didn't think much of it, but then I realized she was trying to smooth my back fat. You know that pinchy sharpei roll that comes out the top, and bottom, and rolls under the bra. Not pretty. I'm telling you all this so I don't just stuff that memory down under some other bad thoughts and then eat my weight in fettucini alfredo tomorrow. Thanks for listening.

Wish me luck, and a tummy tuck.


  1. Maybe Santa will bring you a tummy tuck (But only if you are good)

  2. Spanx kind of make you lazy because you don't have to worry about sucking it in. And don't bother with the cheap target kind, go straight to Nordstrom's for the industrial model.

  3. I have Spanx I've never worn because I'm too fat. It just rolls up on me. I'll send it to you so you can see how uncomfortable it is.