All righty, friends. I am going to post the promised before and after pictures here, but I feel like I first have to acknowledge the fact that this feels ridiculously narcissistic and like I am fishing for compliments and oh boy. I mean, I am not even that uncomfortable about the unflattering fat pictures, but the whole exercise of posting a bunch of pictures of myself is just not my style. You may have noticed that the photos I post here are mainly of my food, my dog, my neighborhood, or random items in my house. Occasionally they are of my friends or my friends’ children. They are almost never of me. I mean, yes, having a personal internet computer blog journal is narcissistic enough, I realize.
Well, enough dithering. Here we go:
I have a long-standing tradition of taking a self portrait in the mirror every year on my birthday. I figured showing you the last five birthdays would be a good way to illustrate the slow gain (and then loss) of weight. But then when I put the pictures together, I realized that wasn’t going to work:
(December 12 of 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, and 2009)
In the first four pictures, you can see my face getting a bit fatter as time goes by, but that’s all. By the fourth one (December 2008), only about 75% of my face is in the frame — and not just because it’s gotten fatter, but because I had to keep getting closer and closer with the camera so that my body wouldn’t be in the shot. Yeah. Clearly I was fooling no one with that.
But let’s try again:
In order to show you the real deal, I had to get drastic and ask my friend Brunbec for a particularly bad picture of me. When I started losing weight, she said she had found an old picture of me from that 2008 birthday party that she would show me when I was ready. Well, I guess I’m ready.
Before we get to that really bad one, though, let’s take a quick look at what I looked like in early grad school, before I started gaining weight:
That’s me (left) and my two BFFs, Ememkay (center) and Clarabella (right), at Jacques-Imo’s in New Orleans. December 2003, I believe. That night was such a great one. I ate one of the single most delicious food items of my entire life: a savory cheesecake made with alligator sausage. I’ll never eat it again (due to being vegan now), but I’m sure many great meals are in store for me and these ladies in the future.
So. That was the normal me back then.
Now let’s just check out what I looked like at (I think) my fattest, on my birthday in December 2008. This is the camera-phone picture Brunbec sent me this afternoon, when I declared myself finally ready to see it. I think it may be the only full-body photo of me from the fat days — that I know of:
That’s me on the night of my 31st birrthday. We had a great party with many fancy martinis, and I’m happy to say that the fun we had that night is what I think of when I look at this photograph that Brunbec sent me. But can we acknowledge my size? Hoo boy. I am guessing my weight there to be [gulp] about 250+ pounds. That dress was size XXL, and my pants size back then was a 20.
And here are a couple of after pictures:
This is me getting ready for my friend OXR’s wedding last month — May 2010. It was a gorgeous day and I had a wonderful time at the wedding. Like the birthday picture above, what I see here is just a reminder of a great occasion shared with dear friends. But, yeah, I also look pretty OK. Weight here is about 155; I’m wearing a size medium.
And finally, here’s one I snapped today:
I’m mostly excited about these new jeans I got on clearance at the Gap yesterday. They were originally $69, on sale for $29, with an additional 40% off. What the what?! I only paid about $18 for them! I think they look pretty good, too. Weight here is about 147, clothing size 6.
So there you have it. I am going to brace myself, exhale, hit publish, and then go hide somewhere.