hink about it...
Remember
how you used
to be a size 8 or 10 but somehow your tummy chose to be a size 12 and
sometimes will dabble into a
size14 just because you ate that small plate of rice and will refuse to
just go down no matter how much we try. And when it eventually goes
down, it still looks the same and we will
now be forced to ditch that lovely fitted dress we wanted to wear to
Tomi's
wedding for a 'sack' called loose clothing and wear brother Emeka's polo
with our
shorts to the beach for pre-wedding party as opposed to that fitted tank
top we had envisioned.
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