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A Girl's Best Friend

The winter's richness endowed upon me a few extra inches adding depth to my curves. I call it my Marilyn Monroe phase. Not that I appreciate this weight/size/situation, but I feel the need to embrace my now. This comes after weeks of deliberation in which I rejected every extra bit of me, refusing to clothe such a person. Constantly debating whether I should force myself to walk as sole transportation. I am 10 pounds away from ideal weight. I know what I need to do to fix this, but most importantly, I love myself, anyway. Marilyn weighed more than I do and wore a larger size than I do. She owned it; men loved. I just want to return it.