I don’t tuck in my shirt, pretty much ever. I don’t want to draw attention to my tummy area. Let’s be honest, unless your pants are a perfect fit and your mid-section is pretty small (and really, how often does that combo happen), most people walking around are sporting a muffin top. And I mean most people, men and women equally. Despite the fact when I googled muffin top images, I only got results for women!! Yeah, no joke. The male images were all guys who were in shape, whereas the women were all overflowing from their pants. Maybe I should have googled pictures of beer guts. Humph!
Bullshit aside (because it really is bullshit), I don’t tuck in my shirt. Mainly because doing so, is like drawing a map with little pointy arrows to your least flattering area. “Hey, look at me…I’m just hanging out here”….literally. Who wants that? Certainly not me; I’m way too vain.
So image my surprise, when midway through the day on Friday, I realized I could and should tuck in my shirt since, with these particular pants at least, I had no muffin top! Hallelujah! Perhaps, it was because I went spinning yesterday or sweated out my tummy fat in the 90 degree heat this past weekend, but whatever the reason, I was not going to look this gift horse in the mouth. So once I got over the shock, I promptly and proudly tucked in my shirt in, threw my shoulders back and revelled in my muffintop-less-ness (no need to check your dictionary, I’m sure this is a valid word). You couldn’t have paid me to eat badly, because I was rocking with my shirt tucked in and loving it. No food was worth having to untuck my top. And yes, I’ve eaten some pretty bad, yet good food, before and said “My god, this is heavenly.” I was wrong (mark it on the calendar, Hubby). Tucking in your shirt and knowing you look and feel good; now that’s heavenly.
Sadly, the day wasn’t all rainbows and sunshine. I lost a beloved pair of shoes to a broken strap……..I’d like to have a moment of silence to pay my respects to “Roxanne” (I name my shoes…don’t you). I’m sure this behavior is normal, not vain at all, nor materialistic. Besides, Roxie was one of my favorites. She’s been with me for years, and with summer approaching, she was in her prime.
Sweet, sweet Roxie. I shall miss you. Please don’t be angry with me when I replace you in a matter of days.
Liz says
Looking so fabulous! And very sad about your kick-ass shoes 🙁
Meghan says
Thanks Liz! You’re looking pretty fantastic yourself!
Katy says
If those shoes had been my size, they would have been “gone” a long time ago! Catching up on your blogs…the cauliflower is going to be on my dinner table tonight. You give me inspiration every time I read your blogs…not to mention a few laughs!