Look at me as an overly made-up chubby kid!
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Thank goodness I do my own makeup now.
I noticed I was wearing this white tank top today and thought I would get a progress shot. My belly has shrunk.
I’ll post better pictures soon.
Me!
I went to my first bachelorette party last night.
We’ll skip the grueling details about the party and jump to how AMAZING I felt in the new heels my mom bought for me before the party.
With my normal height being 5’6”, I felt particularly statuesque in these heels. I was also amazed that my feet rested comfortably in a size 7 1/2 even though former 244 pound me wore a size 10.
I was confident and very proud of my appearance. My next goal is to not have to wear some kind of cover up with dresses. My arms, though muscular, still have some excess fat and are in desperate need of a tan.
One step at a time.
Oh man, those shoes.
Flashback Friday
This was me exactly a year ago at my college graduation open house party. I have since ditched that floral frock since it is way too big on me now.
My face is so square!
Getting tagged on Facebook.
The picture at the top was recently added to the English Department Facebook page of my college. I was (unfortunately) tagged in it.
A few days later my mom uploaded pictures from our 2011 Christmas photo shoot.
Holy crap, I’ve changed.
Even though my body is stuck at the weight in the bottom two pictures, I am still beyond proud of myself.
I kept myself tagged in that atrocious picture because it’s so great to see it side-by-side with my changed self. Others have noticed too and it makes me feel great :)
Having scars from when you used to cut doesn’t have to be ugly. Though it is something I regret, I am trying to embrace them. They’re a part of my body now.
However, I am getting the ones on my other upper arm removed because they’re actual words. I don’t need a constant negative reminder stuck to my arm.
If you have scars, I hope you don’t shy away from wearing dresses, shorts, or short sleeved tops.
My weight is stressful enough, I don’t need my past to keep me down.
Me with a lot of my cousins.
Despite all this eating, I don’t appear to be getting bigger. I just feel heavy.
I can’t let that become apparent on my body.
I was Juno for Halloween, and Sam was unofficially my Bleeker.
I wouldn’t have needed the balloon to make myself look huge two years ago! Haha.
OH HAI.
My bangs be going crazy!
I only got to go for a super short run today so I decided to do some strength training in my room.
Happy Monday!
Alright, my hair didn’t come out exactly how I wanted it, but it feels and looks so much healthier now!
