reppin' the buddah belly

Went shopping today. Dress size 4/6/8, depending on store. Was wearing 14/16 before. That’s crazy. I don’t even know.

Okay.

148 lbs

6 pounds until my most recent arbitrary UGW. Pretty sure there’s more than 6 pounds of excess fat on my abdomen still.

Yes, yes I have been looking at half naked ladies on my dash again.

Sigh.

lolwut?

Officially surpassed my original UGW.

Still fat. Whatever.

Sean told me the only time he can tell I have a paunch is when I’m not wearing a shirt, otherwise I just look skinny.

This guy and his weird as fuck compliments.

It might be time for me to officially move on to size six jeans.

Well okay.

Of course I lost another inch off my hips.

Where else would I fucking lose any inches from?

I’m probably starting to sound like a broken record. I’m also starting to feel like my body won’t be proportional until I’m bordering on underweight. Because that’s the kind of shit genetics I’ve got.

Coworkers responses:

You look so tall.

You look so skinny.

lol, I haven’t lost that much more weight. But thanks, guys :)

All my extra chub is only visible from the front and side.

Ass is still tiny.