It's not a physical state, but more of a mentality. Every woman has a pair of skinny jeans, and I don't mean a pair of jeans that hug your ankles. No. I mean a pair of SKINNY jeans, that one pair in the back of your closet that you bought 3 sizes too small because it was on sale. Every woman keeps them in the vain hope that someday they shall fit her again.
Today ladies was that day. I'm down 12 lbs and my none of my pants fit me. I was stomping around my room trying to figure out what to wear and them I remember them. My skinny jeans. I yanked them out of my closet....they fit perfectly- even a little lose. That was a fucking HUGE thrill.
So yes. I now fit in my skinny jeans. Fuck yeah! 18 more lbs to go and I am done. Starting size; 8/10 Current size; 6 Goal size; 2
In other fabulous note worthy things to mention; the poet and I hit out 5 month aniversary today. Well it's not the exact, exact 5 month aniversary but we decided to ignore our month long split.
18 more lbs to go. Let's do this.
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