She’s there every morning, glaring down at me, when I open my eyes.
“If you’re going nowhere, neither is that extra chin”, she seems to say. “I have limits, you know. If we’re to ever get any closer, you should be out there, not hitting the snooze button repeatedly!”
She’s right, of course, my ideal dress size. I breached her boundaries a long time ago and won’t be fitting back in any time soon, unless I get out there and move. Every single day.
“And cut out the champagne while you’re at it, lardarse.”
By my calculations, transforming Matilda’s reproach into rapprochement is about 720 km away.
Lovely dress, BB. It really does look like it’s taunting you…but there’s so much more to life than looking nice. But, you never know – maybe one day you will find a dress that is even prettier than this AND it will fit 🙂
Thanks, Mabel. I agree that there’s so much more to life than looking nice, but feeling healthy and light on one’s feet is a big part of that. 🙂
Good luck transforming Matilda’s reproach into rapprochement!
I’m making good progress. 🙂
That’s a boundary I overstepped a long time ago and starting to feel something like panic raising up.
I need a pretty dress to talk to me and kick my butt too! 🙂
Yes, the panic reaches fever pitch when you don’t recognise the blimp in the photograph as yourself. 🙂 It creeps up all too easily.
Yes – both panic and horror when we realize that image in the photograph is how other people see us all the time
This is so witty!
After all, a size is only a number…rather than your girth, you might begin to worry about how you hear dresses talking… 🙂
Hahaha – yes, a result of too much fat on the brain, I think.
Oh…so hard to stay in those clothes and so cruel of them to remind us of what we need to do. 🙂
Tough love 🙂
It’s a well known fact that clothes shrink in the wardrobe (and I’m sticking to that fact) lol 😀
Yes, shrinking elves abound in the closet. 🙂
One must never completely cut out the champagne 😉 I think most people have a Matilda in the wardrobe or drawers!
I will take your advice. Just means a few extra kilometres in the regime. 🙂
Grand. (I guess Matilda wants to go waltzing.)
A bit lighter on her feet. 😉
As life proceeds, it is how we have worn, rather than what we have worn.
Yes, but how we have worn affects what can be worn. 🙂
Tell Matilda she take your money and run Venezuela! (Calypso, in case it is way before your time!)