How a little-ish piece of spandex changed my life.
My grandma wore a girdle. A serious girdle. I have no idea how she wiggled into it but she wore one, every day of her adult life. I swore I never would.
Well times have changed baby! Hallelujah for Spanx and all things stomach sucking, gut pulling, and waist minimizing! No more pooch for this grandma.
I have Spanx in every size, shape and color. And, I often wear them all at the same time. Yes, I layer my Spanx for maximum body shaping results. Call me delusional but by the seventh pair I'm sure I actually have a waist.
It cracks me up when I hear some young thing like Eva Longoria, for example, say she swears by Spanx for her Red Carpet looks. Heck, I swear by them everywhere! Especially when I'm in the bathroom and have to peel them all off. In the middle of a hot flash that counts as a workout.
Some days, when I wear my industrial strength Spanx, I can actually cheat the "sizing chart" in a clothing store's fitting room and shave off a full size. Add in "vanity sizing" by designers and voila! another size instantly disappears.
Now, at fifty-something, as my butt runneth over and my love handles merge into muffin tops, I can honestly say-- completely sober by the way-- that Spanx are the greatest invention of my lifetime.
Ahhhh, who knew in every package of Spanx came a pound of denial.
Welcome to TheFiftyFactor - Joanna