So, I think I’ve gotten a little pudgy.

Body positivity alert! Since that’s one of the things that I guess I’m all about (or at least people have told me that I am), I might as well spread it around, and practice what I preach.

One of the things that’s nice about having huge hooters, is that if I gain a little weight, nobody really notices. Especially because I tend to gain weight in my belly. Maaaybe a bit in the thighs, and a bit of extra padding on my hips. But it’s all gaining in the torso for this gal.

All that being said, I think the winter hibernation took a toll on me this year — that’s what you get, me during a pandemic-era baking binge. I don’t have a scale, but maybe... 10 or 15 pounds?

Though to be fair, this picture does have a few factors going for it. I kind of naturally have a potbelly. Probably just reflex to serve poke out my belly to serve as a shelf for underwires. The girls are heavy, so they are pressing down and squishing my stomach. And, these jeans are particularly tight. And the angle is weird. And I’m slouching. Pay no attention to the muffintop. I’m a supermodel who’s just, slouching.

They say the tastiest part of the muffin is the top. While I would certainly enjoy being more active, I’m not in any rush to get the pounds off.

Or, who knows. I might just decide to keep them. I don’t mind a little softness.

It’s funny, how everybody gains weight differently. Different parts of their bodies, and stuff like that. I do wonder what I would look like naked if I had an extra... 200 pounds on my frame. It’s crazy the stuff that goes through my mind when I’m laying in bed trying to get to sleep, but that’s one of them.

Lord knows it might help balance me out at least? Maybe I’d get lucky and end up with a certified booty. Hourglass > Upside-down pear.

Wait, I forgot... body positivity alert!!!