When I tell people I’m giving up booze and sugar and wheat for 12 weeks they mostly look at me like I’m insane. “BUT WHY?” And my personal favorite from a neighbor “it is not like you are exactly FAT?” And the reason is this: I feel better when I get all the crap out of my system. I did it last January and at the end of it I looked and felt amazing. Yes, I lost weight, but my skin also cleared up and I glowed. Like, literally, glowed. This year it is like I am detoxing through my skin and am breaking out like a teenager. I’m hoping this stops SOON and booked a facial. Because seriously, not so fun.
Last year when it was over I went on a cruise and told time by vacation time. Before noon, bloody mary, after noon, mojito. Look, I love me some alcohol. And chocolate and fries and chips and cheese. Mmmmm cheese. I love good food. Doug and I love to go out to dinner and try new restaurants. There is no way I could keep this up forever, but once a year, sure.
But the problem is, when you give up some of your vices, you just pick up more vices. Or VICE MORE. For example I bought 3 pairs of shoes in 2 weeks. (Shh, don’t tell my husband. CRAP! HE READS THIS.) It is not really my fault. First, My Habit had Australian Luxe on sale. Then 6 pm had a shoe sale and I have been DYING for a pair of booties forever. I mean, they were THE shoe LAST YEAR and I didn’t have any. How could I call myself a shoe blogger without them? Then HauteLook had Tory Burch shoes for a steal. It was like I had to buy shoes. They made me! Also, more Shoe Friday pictures! I can practically write these things off.
My bank account on the other hand, not so happy.
So I’m not drinking or eating sugar, but my feet look damn pretty.