I'll start this off with that fact that I'm 5'2" and I weigh a whopping 115.7 pounds ((as of about 25 minutes ago))
Today was my bum day, I decided to wear my favorite old baggy jeans, a tank top with a zip hoodie over it and then I wore my old potato shoes. Well I was walking through a fast food restaurant around 5 because I was out in Winston doing some shopping and wouldn't have the time to go home and cook a meal. A young girl that looked to be 15 or 16 was sitting in Arbys with several friends and then she looked at me and made the comment I don't think you need to gain anymore weight.
Well I looked at her and said honey you're right, do I need to go buy you another roast beef to which she replied that she was on a diet!! She looked to be no bigger than a mere 90 pounds, her bones were about to poke through the skin and her clothes looked to be size and possibly a size double 0. I almost felt bad for her and her friends and than I realized that no matter what I say to them, it's not going to change their mind. If they've chosen to look so fragile and unhealthy then let them, as for me I walked out eating a curly fry with a huge smile on my face because I know I've got curves and although it may be hard for me to shop sometimes when I buy a tight pair of pants, I've got the booty and thighs to fill em out.
