You are my favorite season of the year, and I’m sad to see you go. I keep trying to convince you to stay, but apparently I “repulse you in swimwear.” Whatever. I still love you because you give me an excuse to wear flowy dresses that hide my stomach fat.
Not only do they hide bulges, the dresses allow me to get away with not wearing Spanx, which makes me more pleasant to others. I’m far happier when I’m not scratching my crotch every five seconds and whining that my ribs are breaking from the force of nylon. Thanks for that. READ MORE