At any rate, here is what I ended up with:

You know, to wear to the disco and stuff. Also, I love my gold flats, and needed some extra-sassy strappy heels for this barrage of weddings that I'm having to attend in the next year or so. That, or I need something to fling next to my purse when my blisters have become too much to bear and I have had enough G&T's to consider going barefoot on a hotel dance floor. You know, either way.

Slightly more sensible, though I do have fantasies of traipsing around Paris in these. Would there be much laughter, do you think? They are much cuter on, than in this picture, if that helps matters; the bow is much more whimsical in person.

Now, I would not call myself a full-figured gal, not even voluptuous-- I am a size 8, perfectly normal, thankyouverymuch. But there are all these weddings! Where there will be cameras! And I don't wish to be remembered as That Girl With a Fat Ass Who Looked Slightly Pregnant. That is where the hilariously named "Assets" body shaper comes in. It will give me the silhouette that only regular exercise (or $20 at Target) could, and I won't have to give up cheese! Please note that I will not be wearing only this with red heels to any of the aforementioned weddings. Only GP will be lucky enough to see that hotness.

This, with jeans and the gold sandals? Super-hot, right? I am pretty in love with this top.
Oh, and finally-- this is what I didn't buy. It was very hard to put down, so I feel that some congratulations are in order:

I mean, come on! Would I not look adorable gallivanting about with this tucked under my arm? I would, of course, wear my too-big-for-my-face sunglasses, in an effort to appear as gamine as possible. Had I bought it, I would certainly be taking it with me when I go to the free-burrito festivities as they open a new Chipotle in town...! Because eating a delicious meal, all nicely arranged and wrapped in a warm tortilla for your very own eating pleasure? Is always in style. It's the food equivalent of layering, or something.
7 comments:
Target=Mecca
and
Chipotle=Manna
How's that for mixed religion analogies?
I am totally that jerk that just takes my shoes off when they start to hurt. Doh. I need to make a Target trip soon though - loooooove that first pair of shoes!!
i LOVE that you mentioned chipotle and buying that slimmer thing in the same post. hahaha
size 8???
You gotta rock that body woman!
Us men like women who look like women, not little boys!
Ok, so I am apparently now trying the "email commentors with witty followup" AND "comment back to them within my own comments" thing.
Gretchen - you know this already, but I feel that I have to share...Target+Chipotle=Enlightenment. Did I just blow your mind?
Arielle - you gotta work through the pain! Also, I am totally sometimes that jerk, especially when I am suckered into buying shoes that cost less than $10. (Hello, Target)
Maxie - I daresay that I would need fewer "body tamers" if I consumed fewer burritos. I ALSO daresay that I would probably be quite the bitch if I denied myself things like Mexican food.
Chris - I think GP is in the same camp you are. I find that men who are into the waif thing freak me out, as do said waifs-- this is not to say that I am not completely envious of those who mainline cheeseburgers and have nary an ass to speak of.
I adore those Assets things. No matter what size you are, they ensure that your butt is DIMPLE-free. (Very important!)
Laurel - for serious! I was surprised to learn that the Assets come in such a range of sixes-- though I suppose everyone needs a bit of smoothing now and then.
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