Week 14

4/19 - 4/25

...in which there's a veritable fashion show.

No weigh in this week. I haven't been awesome, what with Easter candy lining my arteries, but compared to Easters past I was a freaking beacon of self restraint. Did you know 4 gummi worms have 140 calories? That's bullshit and I'd much rather use those calories for a beer. Or one and a half fudgesicles. Also, I type fudgesicle a LOT, why isn't in my computer's dictionary yet? On Easter I did eat a whole (mini) bag of Cadbury chocolate eggs but it took me all day. And I had one of my cookies. But that was it. Damn good.

Last week I was dreading dress shopping for the first batch of weddings I'm going to this year. Two of the three I'm the photographer so I have to be professional, nondescript, but still look good. Cute, but keeping the legs mostly covered and boobs in locked and loaded position. Which can be tough. But there were dresses! Oh so many dresses at White House Black Market. I used to not be able to shop there, and because of my ample bosom and generous German back I'm still a 14 on top. But a doable, zip myself up kind of 14. I must have tried on eight or nine dresses, two of them I tried on multiple times before settling on a super cute polka dot one. I couldn't be more pleased. I wasn't even planning on buying anything today, resigned to the fact that dress shopping is for suckers and I didn't have a chance of finding one that works for me. But 35 pounds is a harsh mistress and I felt really good for the first time in a while. The dress I bought even has a cute bow/belt thing that I snap with the SECOND snaps, not the first ones. Bam. Skinny Nicole.

To celebrate, a German feast of rotkohl, kartoffelsalat and pork. And beer. Of course beer. I would be a disgrace to my heritage if I tried to lose weight by giving up beer. It was a good thought for those two days, but now I'm back to reality. Back to beer. And it's good.