So after all my hard work working out in the park and feeling inspired by the man of my dreams I was feeling better than ever.

 

Yes the sun is out and this week I thought, “yeah I look great, I feel great, it’s time to pull out the shorts”… so I did. Now thanks to a little thing called debt I couldn’t afford a new pair of shorts, oh how I dream of a pair of denim Current/Elliott shorts. But back in reality I found a pair from a few years back, and what do you know? They are back in fashion. So after taking a bit of sandpaper to them (I wanted the distressed look, check me out getting thrifty), I pulled them on with an oversized cropped top and sandals and went for a strut.

 

Right, so the shorts are a few years old, and although still slender I do now own two little things called hips. Nevertheless, I flew down the high street feeling amazing, thinking to myself “Cindy Crawford eat your heart out”. But then I caught a glimpse of myself in a passing car. To my horror there were two wobbly thighs just shaking away. I was instantly mortified and began to take smaller more shuffle like steps, which were equally as unattractive as the jelly legs themselves.

 

My first thought, was lipo but let’s be realistic, where am I going to get the cash for lipo? The other alternative is a firming cream, but do they really work? And the ones that are meant to work cost upwards of £50, and how long is that going to last you?! It’s amazing how in an instant a girl’s self esteem can plummet from the top of the world to completely non-existent.

 

But what do you do to bring yourself out of that hole? I can’t go shopping, I can’t go for a slap up dinner, and I can’t whine because it’s such a silly vain dilemma. My solution was tackle it head on, I went and bought a body brush and learnt to make soup. Ok, so a body brush isn’t quite Dior Svelte Reversal but it will last longer and according to the experts will work! The reasons for the soup making are as follows; a. It has very few calories, b. will make that chicken go that bit further, c. stops me thinking about my wobbly thighs, and d. continues my thrifty fad.