“I stood there semi naked, holding my breath. I stepped into the wedding dress. My consultant whipped the curtain open and my mom gasped. All I could think was, ‘Here comes my further humiliation.'”
‘Are you going to lose weight for the wedding?’ I felt judged for my shape, ashamed and humiliated. ‘Yes, I will be losing weight.’ Then came the moment where I found the dress.’
‘It’s the size of my thigh. I’m out of breath. I’ve ripped it!’ Mom’s HYSTERICAL attempt trying on too-tiny SPANX
“Oh that’s not funny. That’s freaking stuck. Oh my gosh, WHY WOULD I DO THIS?”
