After my big stomach surgery debacle, I lost a bunch of weight. It's what happens while your digestive system has to learn how to digest all over again. It was a perk, the whole losing weight thing, because as many of you know, it's not as easy as Jillian Michaels makes it seem. I tried for a long time to slim down (I was a size 16/18 and wanted to be a size 8/9), but it just didn't come easily to me.
I think as women, we don't realize how hot we are until something changes and we look back. When I was a bit heavier, I had a nice rack. I didn't realize it at the time because I was always worried about my tummy or whatever else I thought looked fleshy that day.
[This picture was taken in 2003 at, you guessed it, a Walmart portrait studio.
Notice the fuzzy white fabric that was thrown over a chair back. Makeshift arm rest? Hell yes!]
Looking back, my body wasn't nearly as chubby as I though it was. I had a nice bum that was well rounded and firm. I was semi-muscular and strong. I looked just fine, even though I felt a bit on the heavy side. And, take a look at those jugs:
I went through this phase where I hated wearing anything with an under-wire with a passion. I used to buy these bras from Victoria's Secret that were basically training bras, only bigger. No support, no shape. I don't know what possessed me to not keep the girls high and dry, but yeah.. that's being 19 years old for you. Live and learn... right?
Anyway, that's what this week's edition of Flashback Fridays is about... my boobs.
Have a good night!
