Sunday, February 27, 2011
new measurements and meat
It was good, and the texture was very meat-like. And I think that it being so meat-like is why I didn't care for it. Today marks the beginning of my eighth week of being a vegetarian and that turns out to be enough time to be weirded out by the texture of meat.
Seriously. Things I never thought I would say.
I probably won't continue to eat tofu. Like I said, it was good, but the texture was weird to me. I go 24 years munching down on some cows and chicken, but I go seven weeks without out and now it just seems strange to me. Which is good, I think. It means that I probably won't go back to my carnivorous ways.
Okay. This is a short entry because the Oscars are on and I'm totally occupied with that. But I'm throwing in my updated measurements. I have no idea what my weight is. Probably not good since I'm gaining muscle and I haven't eaten so well this past week.
Weight: ???
Left Arm: 12.1 (+.1 since February 15)
Bust: 39 (same)
Ribcage: 36.3 (-.7 since February 15)
Waist (at belly button): 37.6 (-.4 since February 15)
Hips: 42.2 (-.1 since February 15)
Left Leg: 21.8 (same)
Since July 28, 2o10, I have lost 14.3 inches off my body. Which is pretty friggin sweet. In the past 12 days, I have lost one full inch. And a shirt I bought on Black Friday that was way too small that I forgot to return now fits. Which makes me happy. About as happy as me seeing James Franco in Marilyn drag.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
bra size or bust
I had my first real bra fitting around a year ago at my local Victoria's Secret. It all came about after one of my roommates got a bra fitting there and discovered that she had been wearing the wrong bra size, and her new bra size meant a smaller band and larger cup size.
Naturally, I had to go find out if I had been wearing the wrong size bra. I've always had a difficult time shopping for bras since I'm a large frame chubby girl with no boobs. Maybe I had been searching for the wrong bra size all my life and this trip to Victoria's Secret would end my bra shopping woes once and for all.
Leave it to me to be in that little percentile of women who are actually wearing their correct bra size. I have never been so annoyed to be right in all my life. But there it was, a 38B. What I've been wearing since puberty. Dammit.
Yeah, that's what I'm going to do. I'm going to drop $40 on a cute hot pink bra and then clip on some nude colored bra extenders to the back of it. That's real cute. And it doesn't even matter that I'm the only one seeing that. It completely defeats the purpose of buying a cute bra.
And when you are one of the biggest bra retailers in the United States, it's really ridiculous to only have bra sizes up to 40DD... and that's not true for all their different kinds of bras. Their miraculous push-up bra only goes to a 38DD.
I'm just now able to go in there and buy a bra from them without extenders (what what!), but I'm still sickened by the fact that they don't cater to a larger demographic. Victoria's Secret is all about making women feel sexy and confident of their bodies, but when you go in a store that doesn't even MAKE your size in their most popular item, I know that I can't help but feel like a fat lard. Not everyone is supposed to look like their models. Some of us are large-framed, some of us have no curves, some of us really like carbs.
And I know other stores carry bras in an array of sizes, but I just can't get over the fact that a lingerie store noted for it's great selection of bras stops the buck at a band size of 40, at best.
I don't really know what the point of this post is. Mostly it's to congratulate myself on losing half an inch on my ribcage. But it's also a cry out to stores like Victoria's Secret to think about its consumers. If you want to make shoppers happy and have them return to your store, start stocking items the average women can wear. The average woman who is 5'4 and wears a size 12-14. I'm pretty sure your models aren't that size.
And since I don't feel like adding another entry just to post my latest measurements, here they are:
Weight: I've switched to the digital scale this week, so my weight's gone up from what the rusty old school doctor's office scale said, but it's also gone down from the last time I stepped on the digital scale, from 191 to 188.7
Height: 5'6
Left Arm: 12.1 (-.4 since January 11)
Bust: 39 (same)
Ribcage: 37 (-.5 since January 11)
Waist (at belly button): 38.2 (.3 since January 11)
Hips: 42.3 (-.2 since January 11)
Left Leg: 22. 1 (same)
So, since July 28 of last year, I have lost 12.6 inches off my body... and then some since I've only been measuring my left arm and left leg. Maybe I should start measuring my right arm and right leg too, just to feel more accomplished. Hmm....
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Starting Stats... sort of.
So pretty much from my chest down to my thighs is not a particular happy place right now.
Anyway. My starting stats. But only sort of. Since this is a girly time of the month for me, I'm using my measurements I took January 11.
Left arm: 12.5
Bust: 39
Ribcage: 37.5
Waist (at belly button): 38.5
Hips: 42.5
Left leg: 22.1
Weight: 185.
I would like to get down between 155-160. According to one of those height/weight charts, a large framed 5'6 girl such as myself should weigh between 140-159. Even though anything above 154 is considered "overweight" on the BMI chart. But that doesn't take in to consideration the fact that my wrist is the size of a normal person's ankle. So, screw you BMI.
I wanted to give more information about my lifestyle and weight and all of that.
2003. This was taken the summer between my junior and senior year of high school. And I know the quality of this picture sucks, but I have a limited number of pictures from high school here with me. I'm probably around 175-ish here. I done the Atkin's Diet my senior year of high school and started college out weighing around 160. At which point I stopped watching my carb intake.I started college and the Freshman 15 hit. Like three times.
But God bless the Marilyn Monroe dress I wore Halloween 2005 (my sophomore year). I feel like it hid problem areas well. And that wig is horrible, I know. I upgraded the wig the next year when I recycled that costume.
I don't think that I have to tell you that my diet in college was pretty much potato chips, pizza, and liquor once my friends started turning 21.
2009. Same ol', same ol'. And yes, I kind of really love Harry Potter.
So, there's my starting stats and a nice timeline of my face getting pudgier and pudgier. Never again will I go through my Facebook photos in chronological order again. Man, that was depressing.