CONFESSIONS OF A FAT GIRL

Time for a trip!

WOO HOO!

I am taking off tomorrow morning for New York! Hooray! HOME! Oh sure, I know I was born and raised here in LA but I still feel like New York is more of a home to me and any trip back there fills me with such joy and such wonderful anticipation...

She's gonna think I'm being too sentimental, perhaps, but no one has a best friend like mine and more than anything, more than going to New York and all that, I am so looking forward to seeing HER.

I know this has nothing to do with the food and the diet and that good stuff, but that's all I can think about tonight while I pack- though I do hate packing. OH how I hate packing! But I had a totally sensible dinner while I did it (and by sensible, I mean an organic 3-cheese pizza from Trader Joe's and a Diet Pepsi) and watched all 6 episodes of Desperate Housewives while I did it, so at least I was productive...

I promise pictures and a full report when I get back in a week.

The Smell and the Taste of Sin

Oh Vegas.

My trip to Vegas was a complete blast. I think for my own protection and the protection of others, true to form, what happened there is staying there but as for something vague, there was drinking, food, debauchery, shopping and dancing... I ate and drank a lot but I also danced and walked a ton so I hardly feel guilty which is the nice thing about trips to Sin City, I think.

One of my friends had an idea though and I'll be eager to see if she finds anything -- researching how to eat healthy in Vegas.

The most insane phenomenon was how many of us ended up sick this weekend. It began Friday night and dominoed throughout the weekend. At first it seemed like maybe someone drank too much but how do five or six girls all end up ill in one weekend? And I was the last one to catch the bug; I've been throwing up for about 24 hours now.

All in all, though, I still say Vegas is always a blast. Always. SUCH a good time.

Anyway, I am back to being sick for now.

Boobs. Or... My Trip to Sin City

For all the girls out there like me with a lot on top (read: big boobs), I have, I think, found a bra to love:

Now, I have to tell you, it looks sort of pretty there with the right color against beautiful skin on a not-really-plus-sized-model but in the color I got (a tan), it's kind of ugly. But for those of you who know about this, finding a large bra that is also pretty is near impossible. I have finally stopped worrying about pretty and now just wish (rather desperately) for comfort and support.

So anyway, I got this bra at  http://biggerbras.com/. They didn't really go for originality with the website name but so be it. They sell other stuff too, FYI. The S&H took kind of a while (2 weeks) but still made it in the time they promised for the cheapo S&H I chose to pay. But when I called customer service to check on the status of my order, the girl was super nice and very helpful. So there's that.

Anyway, I am getting out of town this weekend and could not be happier about it. I am going to Vegas for a bachelorette party and really, all I want right now is to be drunk and happy for a good 48 hours. Oh yes, I have lofty aspirations. I may even shock the world by wearing a dress Saturday night or a BATHING SUIT during the day. Ironically, when I wear a bathing suit, I care less about my body shape and more about my so-white-they-are-transparent legs.

So bon voyage, one and all! I'll see you when I get back. Hungover and probably 6 pounds heavier from the Rio buffet.