So...... I got through Christmas on a tide of adrenaline and christmas spirit (of all varieties) only to crash and burn SPECTACULARLY on the 27th December. There followed several days in bed; moaning, coughing, aching, burning, shivering and in my darkest moments bequeathing my worldly goods to my bestest friends.
Needless to say, I survived and my first thought on becoming vertical for first time (new Years Eve) was 'I haven't eaten in DAYS bet I'm practically skinny now.' (Not that I'm shallow or anything) Anna sent text 'put on size 10 dress immediately' However, a frenzied rummage through my wardrobe revealed...... I don't own a size 10 dress! Size 12 yes, size 10 skirts yes but NO dress. Harumph! In hindsight I don't think I have ever owned a size 10 dress for the simple reason that I don't have size 10 boobs!!!
So, I put on size 10 skirt (red & black Phase 8) and it fits it fits! So I think that kind of counts because without surgery I don't think the dress thing is going to happen! So swishy skirt - tick
Weigh in on Sunday revealed that I lost 6lb over Christmas fortnight Yee-Haa Christmas lurgey rocks.
New weight --stone 11 lb
Goal weight -- stone 2lb
Now, about those jeans....
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WOO HOO!!!
You could always have tried bandages with the boobs!!!
Very very pleased for you.
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