Saturday Night Out

For a good part of 2008 and the whole of 2009, the wardrobe saw nothing but US size 8 and UK size 10 or 12. That was a tad depressing. Obviously, exercising doesn't work if my diet isn't controlled. Eating 3 full meals of pasta every other day encourages the fats to pile on.

I only realized I was getting pudgy when the friends mentioned it and I stared harder at group photos. Horrors! So the first thing I did was to review my diet. I don't eat preserved or processed foods in general, so it isn't difficult to cut down on snacks. I simply cut them out. The daily cans of Coke went and stayed away; spectacularly losing the battle to wean off caffeine, cut down on starch and refined foods, etc. It was time to be less greedy, along with a conscious decision to go pescetarian. The stomach needs to learn to shrink and not expand.

The route to shedding some pounds started last October. I love my food and wasn't in a hurry to look like a stick overnight. I'm curvy and I'll never be lean no matter how I try. So I simply attempt to be healthier. 4 months on, it feels so good to be lighter and more nimble. I don't feel all bothered and lumpy in clothes anymore.

Last night, I slipped into yet another black (boring) dress for dinner at Otto. You know I really love dresses from DvF and Hugo Boss. Plus the designs fit me perfectly. Of late, I've been acquiring many of them. I'm thrilled that the pudginess is receding and I can fit into a US size 6 and UK size 8 now. I've to wear belts to cinch the waist of UK size 10/12 dresses so that I don't look too much like a sack. This DvF US size 6 fits like a glove and made me feel like strutting. Then I think, shit- I can't put on weight like ever, otherwise I need to get a whole new wardrobe, again.