This week, while viewing my backside in the most unflattering of circumstances (a fluro-lit clothing store change room while trying on jeans), I acknowledged something I wish I'd known 10 years ago.
Yes, now I'm pushing 37, I think it's time to admit that my jelly cellulite-inflicted backside is actually never going to be transformed into tight-buns ... no matter how much bottom squeezing, leg lifts, squats, creams are lavished upon it.
(I also discovered that I am never going to be able to wear skinny jeans, because no matter what dress size I am, I still have mammoth calves ... I mean COWS ... and the jeans don't make it up to my knees)
Anyway instead of spending heaps of time trying to change my backside, I've changed my tack -After all, it's obviously going to be much easier to mount a campaign to convince the world that jelly bottoms are beautiful ;)Labels: You know you are getting older when |
Hey I was reading through your blog and it’s pretty funny. I was wondering if you would be interested in guest writing for small comedy magazine called SpillYourself. If you’d be interested and want to know more let me know.
Nick
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