Despite my last post about maintaining my unremarkable figure, I won't be taking my own advice this year.
As some of you ladies and gentle-ladies know, I'm getting my marriage on this year.
Thus, I have to be my most beautiful, most confident, and most non-spanx-wearing self by June.
I'm fixin' to WORK IT down the aisle and feel damn good about myself, so as of midnight tonight, food is my frenemy.
As any good bride knows, less is more and food is stupid. Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to stop eating, but I am kissing the days of a weekly slice of 'zza and a bi-nightly glass of wine goodbye.
If I run into you and I'm not constantly doing lunges, feel free to smack me upside the head. I'ma be flexin' it in my sleep and elevating my heartrate throughout the day.
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This song is in no way a reflection of my relationship with food or my fiance, but I think it's beautiful, so enjoy!
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