I've been asked if I'm looking forward to wearing a bikini this summer. I will at the very least, have 60 more pounds to lose, and I just lose 115 in relatively short time. Holy pannus batman doesn't even begin to describe it. But she really thinks that I'll look like a commercial for Xenadrine by June 1.
My best friend is beyond frustrated that I can't shop at 'her stores' yet. She keeps buying me shirts from all these normal stores, and she keeps saying "How can you lose 100 pounds and still be plus size?" (Then of course she hears herself and sees me looking like I'm going to dive into a cookie jar and promptly apologizes, but she's still baffled.
I've had to explain "chub rub", why my hair is falling out, why my chin hair is coming in thicker.... the list goes on and on. And they all look at me in amazement, because they all think that weight loss=better. You take off the pounds and it's all awesomeness. They thought the moment I lost the first 50 I'd be hit on left right and center.
I can't wait until I tell them about "FUPA"


very, very good and carry your weight well!



