No one likes Mondays. Mondays are the days we go back to work: we're sluggish and regretting our food choices from the weekend, we wish we had taken it a little easier (read: drank a little less), and suddenly that super cute pencil skirt is a little tight. Mondays are basically the days of the "dressed-up-yoga pants" (read: this isn't a thing, get it together girl), so, Mondays on a diet are even worse than regular Mondays. Mondays on a diet and I rival even Blair and Serena for #frenemiesoftheyear. Fortunately, my friend Amanda the diet and fashion guru has solved all of our Monday maladies!
Don't let your skin-tight-used-to-fit favorite jeans get ya down - if you want them to fit like a glove, wear 'em till they do!
We've all been there: sucking it all in just to stuff your used-to-be-thin legs into those pants just to realize that walking isn't happening. Of course, that's about when your guy walks in and tells you how awesome your butt looks and "why don't you wear those more often?" Well, here comes a day of shallow breathing, I guess. Then you hit that perfect moment where your jeans stretch out juuuust the right amount that they are just loose enough to give you that model-worthy "boyfriend" look, and as you're about to strut your super hip (and comfy!!) look around the town, he turns and goes "why are your pants so baggy? You should get ones that fit better." UGH. Trust me, though, you don't look anything like those models.. you look like you haven't washed your jeans in days because you're convinced that just because the label hasn't changed, the size hasn't either. Time for some sit-ups and squats, fatty.
I mean, don't get me wrong. I'm all about cheating myself into the smallest pants in my closet, but there comes a point where it's time to put down the cheesecake and convince yourself that you actually enjoy that burn you get from having your yoga instructor push you deeper into a pose because you've been doing it the lazy way the whole time. It's definitely the best.
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