I recently went shopping for a Christmas dress and although I found a couple, which fitted nicely and according to Dear Daughter Mine, “They looked ‘really nice”.
I didn’t buy them. Why you may wonder?
Well! Let’s face it ladies, it’s all about the belly!
Droopy boobs can be tamed by wearing a well fitted bra; those low hanging fleshy buttocks and saggy knees can be covered up by a nice pair of trousers and long top. Our height can be disguised by either high heels or low flats but let’s not beat about the bush, it is the belly area, which cannot be easily hidden!
Just the slight hint of roundness poking through the dress in that area is enough for me to panic. With a shake of my head and hands smoothing-over the offending bulge (“It’s so slight,” according to Dear Daughter Mine and “Nothing to worry about!”) the dress comes off!
Even if I tried the tight spandex underwear route (recommended by Suzanne and Trinny!) once I’ve squashed into them, those long-forgotten stomach muscles flip-flop over and out, revealing rolls of distasteful blubber!
So, my message to you younger women out there; in your 20’s and 30’s, get cracking now before it is too late! Work those stomach abs, pulverise those pelvic muscles as hard as you can. Squeeze your core until you drop because when you get to my age it’s just too late!