This is something that I have been thinking about since Saturday night and since I am trying to be good with this blog, I decided to write about it. I have an ongoing love/hate affair with Spanx. While they seem to smooth and do a pretty decent job of hiding a post baby muffin top, they hurt like heck. Or maybe mine is too small, but I think the point of this thing is to be VERY TIGHT. Plus it seems to squeeze/push your extra "skin", aka chubs, either out of the top or the bottom of the lycra contraption. In the name of fashion, I decided to grin & bear it and wore mine to a wedding on Saturday night. Well it was terrible. Maybe I ate & drank too much, which is entirely possible because they were serving YUMMY raspberry bellinis (and this girl loves her cocktails). I was having fun but almost wishing the night to be over so I could take that thing OFF. I even considered taking it off in the ladies room but I was carrying a super itsy-bitsy clutch, very cute but there was no way it would accommodate it. So we hurried out at the end after a fun-filled last dance to "Good bye to you", which, btw, was a GREAT last dance song. I shimmied outta that thing in the car, much to hubs delight. I think he thought he was getting lucky. No way mister. This girl got home, went immediately to bed and is swearing off Spanx. Good Night!
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