Showing posts with label I have the original wheat belly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I have the original wheat belly. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Style Question Wednesday: SPANX for the memories

In the beginning, there was a wee skinny girl named Wendy. 

Oh she was tiny all right.  A mere wisp of a thing, all bony legs, bony butt, bony chin. 5'2" 98 lbs soaking wet.

Oh.  Did I mention she had a belly?

She always had a belly.  There were rumours that she was spawn of an alien race, but those who said so were simply confusing her with folks from the nearby town...



Okay - this is NOT me.  But it could be!  Even when I weighed a 100 lbs, it could be!

What to do, what to do.

Oh sure, I could do sit-ups, but I hate 'em.  My treadmill is broken, but my new exercise bicycle arrives thursday, so I can exercise then with impunity, and I do some yoga, but...

In my mother's day, there was the girdle:



I can remember my poor mother getting herself into this kind of a rig every morning in the 1960s.  By the 1970s, she was done with them.  I wonder, statistically, how long women stick with these babies...

When I was a young woman, a girdle was a sign that you were

a) old fashioned and like your mother
b) not emancipated.  MS magazine never showed girdles.

But then something funny happened, I got into my 40s and realized that sometimes I like a smooth line.  Sometimes, I don't want to look like there are two pigs fighting under a blanket beneath my sweater.

Enter the SPANX.

I bought my first one 6 or 7 years ago. 

I started with this one, which was totally unnecessary, as I have the thinnest thighs of anyone I know!

I then moved on to the Higher Power panty:


And the slip:


But I hates them.  I know they help, though they sometimes make my belly look oddly rounded.  And why do all the photos show skinny gals wearing them???

I have heard of women who double up their spanx (Gwyneth - if you are reading my blog, you know i am talking to you!) but that smacks of Scarlett and Mammy
So - today's style question(s): 

Do you Spanx?  Or do you prefer another brand?
Under what circumstances do you Spanx?
What does your significant other think about you spanxing?
Does anyone else struggle with their spanx in the washroom (generalities here, please!)

And yes, it is a verb now:

I spanx
You spanx
He/She Spanx
We spanx
They Spanx
The Boys/The Girls spanx

Off topic and sans spanx...

Today I rewore the pink tartan navy trousers, coupled with the jackie twin set in Sweet Pink:



I look rather precious in this photo, though in my defense, it was 6:30 am, and my son was taking my picture and I am partial to him!  I might have been thinking "Damn, I wish I wore my spanx".

Good luck with this topic!  I place a disclaimer on this blogpost: "all opinions shared by the author are hers and hers alone and bear no resemblance to anyone living, dead, especially ones living or dead that are more cosmpolitan than your faithful author. (OMG - am I becoming Dickens, sans the talent???)

Have a happy Wednesday and stay safe out there!