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I’m Too Sexy For Milan, NY and Japan…she said sheepishly

I could ask what the hell the belt is for, but it does seem to break that mess up a bit.

So relax, close your eyes and imagine what is going on in the back of that outfit; she has got to be ass out or should I say BIG ASS OUT. This is one of those obesity side effects where you think you can wear anything…NOT! And look at the woman behind her; I can hear her saying “Lawd, help this child.”

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I have to say though that I am proud of her in that she has accepted her fat and doesn’t give a shit what anyone else thinks about her.  You Go Girl!

As always, be well

CF

Obesity Side Effects

August 22nd, 2008 | No Comments | Posted in Body Image, Obesity Side Effect

I just put a new page on the menu bar called Obesity Side Effects. If you have any crazy effects you want to share, just comment on this post or send me an email at chaoticfat@gmail.com. I’ll review and if it cracks me up, I’ll publish it on the list.

As always, be well

CF

Oh Jeez…I’ve Got Cankles, Yuck!

August 21st, 2008 | No Comments | Posted in Body Image, Obesity Side Effect, Self-Esteem

Remember when you were a child and saw a fat lady in the mall and you turned to your mom and said, “Hey mommy where did her ankles go?” Your mom dutifully says to you, “Shh…it is not polite to point and we’ll discuss this when we get home.”

Well, I’m sure there are many little girls out there pointing and asking their moms where my ankles have gone; I never wanted to be a person with cankles, but here I am. I have always loved wearing beautiful shoes and admiring my calves, ankles and feet nicely arched in a pair of pumps. Now, all I have are cankles…ugh! They are not attractive at all and they hurt. It feels like my skin is pulling all the time and when I eat something particularly salty, and sit at my computer all night, my feet and ankles seem to balloon up to abnormal proportions. It’s maddening.

But alas, I have a confession to make, I am still buying beautiful pumps and stuffing my fat cankle laden feet into them and admiring the view in my head of ankles of old, where there was a beautiful ankle bone protruding that made the area from the back of your ankle to your heal look fabulous. I put them on and reminisce; I don’t dare walk in them (that’s excruciating) but I do like imagining. Now all I see are these ugly fat cankles.

Cankles, cankles, cankles. Can you tell I’m obsessed with cankles right now. I find that at night in bed if I elevate my feet with pillows I get some relief.

Obesity Side Effect: CANKLES

As always, be well

CF

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