Hi everyone! 86 Big Mama has been on a big fat break. For real. I have been such a sour puss lately and I CANNOT shake it. I didn't want to turn this little blog of mine into an avenue for me to complain because in all reality I have nothing to complain about. I felt myself heading that way so I had to bring things to an abrupt stop and re-evaluate; especially after the lecture I received from the bf. It went a little something like this "I support you 100% with this whole 86 Big Mama thing however this self-deprecating attitude of yours and the constant poor self-image you have has got to come to a stop - immediately. I know you think you're just being funny but...". At which point I turned to him, put my hand out to shake his and said "Hi, my name is Rikki, I'm not sure we've met'.
Trust and believe this isn't an attitude that evolved over night - this reverse Shallow Hal image I have of myself. I mean, I'm intelligent enough to know that I'm not ginormous but when I look in the mirror I see Shamu's stunt man. So let's see...I have a refrigerator stocked full of healthy foods, all my skinnygirl daily products, a dvd collection of The Wave (had it over a year; still in original packaging), just received The Tracy Anderson Method, a membership at 2 gyms (need to cancel one but don't even want to deal with telling them why) and a stash of diet pills that make me anxious but 100% not hungry.
In the meantime I've been making it out in public with this little number. Totally love it and do not spend anytime obsessing about my gut hanging out.
35 dolla's made me holla. Get it here.
Note to self: Refer to paragraph 2 of this post and get some help. STAT.
Get it, girl. Welcome back. Don't be a sour puss, you're far too fabulous for that nonsense. Bring that cute little black number to my house and we'll have a positivity party - cuz I need it, too!
ReplyDeleteYay! You're back! I missed your posts :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks ladies! You're the best!
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