I had the worst of the bad hair day. I was wearing an outfit that show off my post-partum tummy which resembles tyres at the place where I am supposed to have a waist. I could have felt better if I had some makeup on, but hell no, my face was more naked than a baby's bottom!
At the instant, evil word bubbles formed in my head. Fuck, he must be thinking, "Heng, I siam fast siah! Look at what an auntie she has become! From 'chio bu' becomes 'lao kueh bu'!"
I felt lousy but not for very long. I reminded myself of those days when I was looking damn chio but always feeling old and ugly because I had a younger boyfriend who ranked high on the infidelity meter. No matter how pretty I was, I wasn't going to be the one he wants to be with. It was THE worst self-esteem crusher anybody can have.
Right now, I am more than a ton overweight, smells like soured milk, wears no makeup. And my current fashion has been my least figure flattery pyjamas for the past months, but I have a wonderful man who makes me laugh with his lamest jokes and holds my hands in bed. On top on that, I am blessed with two beautiful kids, who never fail to brighten my days. So why the hell do I have to care how I look in front of an ex?!
Underneath that big, frumpy facade, I am beautiful because I have a beautiful family and I am living a beautiful life.
Yes. As for now, I am BBB.
BIG, BUT BEAUTIFUL!
PS: Whatever you are looking at is only temporary. I am still going on a diet and would return to my chiobu-ness soon. Hehehe....