Hello Everyone,
Today I am sharing a secret with you. I have made a decision based on this year's resolution to go on a diet of self love and acceptance.........From now on I shall NOT be wearing support underwear!! There is a very good reason for this. For many years, whilst disliking my body and treating myself unkindly, I would squeeze my flesh into support pants and bra's that would hold up London Bridge! I thought that by trying to mummify my body under my clothing, I would somehow give a streamlined appearance to my clothing and trick myself into thinking I looked better with smoother hips and a slightly flatter tummy. However if someone passed a comment that I looked nice or had I lost weight, instead of feeling rather pleased with myself and thanking the person for their kind compliment, I would tell them that I had the said scaffolding underwear on and wish I hadn't when I realised I had shared too much information!!!
In December I went to a very lovely wedding with a dress that was purchased last minute on the day before. I packed my strongest "pull me up, pull me in and flatten it all down" underwear along with a scary contraption, the minimiser bra. I then topped the whole sorry lot off with support tights. On the outside, I did look a size smaller, my hips were smoother, my bust was smaller and perkier and my tummy was indeed flatter. However....... underneath, I was bound up like an Egyptian mummy and could barely move. When I stood, it was uncomfortable but bearable...just. When I sat down, it was agony. My poor flesh was held like a vice with nowhere to go. I endured a fabulous meal that I couldn't really enjoy or eat too much as there was absolutely not a spare inch of room for it. After nine hours, I finally got into the hotel bedroom and pealed myself out of this torture device and soothed by red and pinched skin. I made a mental note that night to never put my body through that agony again.
I have removed my bottom lifters, waist cinchers, thigh smoother's, up to your chin and down to your ankles skin toned horrors from my underwear drawer and replaced them with soft, cotton pants that would make any granny in the world smile in delight. Do I care.....not a jot! Comfort and kindness is my priority this year!
I know this is a radical idea to put out there and I would horrify the likes of Gok Wan and Trinny and Susannah but the thought of big knickers with elastic that gives a little makes me very happy indeed!
Lots of Love and blessings for a great weekend
Jean Fisher-Taylor x
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