I am obsessed with double chins.
I catch myself looking at people’s neck area everywhere I
go.
Every time I see someone with a double chin, I feel a brief
thrill of solidarity – my people!!
I generally tend to avoid mirrors but find myself checking
my reflection numerous times a day, scoping out my new meat beard.
I have always been a bit jowly; kind of like Minnie Driver,
although nowhere near as attractive. There
has always been a tiny…bubble?..I don’t know the term.
Not a turkey wattle – although I feel like that is in the
queue-- more like an uninflated vocal sack?
Anyway, there was always a bit of softness there. ‘But the
actual second chin is a new phenomenon.
I have gained 40 pounds in the last twelve months.
Not there yet, but it feels like it! |
The last 10 pounds I have packed on seemed to have come with
a free fanny-pack for my throat and it is on my mind constantly.
The Monday after the Oscars, I went scrolling through all of
the photos from the event and afterparties, looking for celeb double chins. The double chins I found were not met with
the same sense of solidarity as, say, when I find one on your Aunt Janet at
Target. How could they be when there
were 23,000 worth of Winston diamonds reflecting rainbows of light across the
sagging chin of a millionaire?
Definitely not ‘my people’!
I have Googled ‘why do I have a double chin’, ‘how to get
rid of a double chin’, and a variety of diets – Keto! Whole30! Mediterranean! –
designed to reduce body fat, and thus send my throatee back to the netherworld
from whence it emerged.
(Side note: I also remembered one of my mother’s more
flamboyant friends, standing in our living room, advising someone – surely not
my 8-year-old self, definitely not my 90-lb mother, and hopefully not my
teenaged sister – that giving blow jobs was the best way to prevent or get rid
of a double chin. Lest anyone was in
doubt of her meaning, she very graphically mimed the, er, activity. Not sure
how I feel about that right now in regards to my double chin, but the thought
is out there - yikes.)
So, this is my reality right now. It’s not my favorite thing, and I have
definitely been working on it the last few days, but it is definitely making my
life uncomfortable. Every picture I take
at every event, I try to position my head just so, and I furiously delete my
photos if I am not happy with the fat scarf showing up.
I am working on it, though.
I know that diet and exercise are the key to losing weight,
and hopefully losing my face extension, so I emptied my fridge and cupboards
of anything that could contribute to me gaining or maintaining this weight.
I ‘exercised’ last night – more on that tomorrow – and I
have been doing weird exercises to tighten the flab there.
About the BJ’s?
I’ll keep you posted.
Haven't exactly started shopping here, but I haven't ruled it out! |
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