Today, I am a happy girl.
Living in Paris is dangerous for your dress-size. The variety of breads, cheeses,wines, desserts and a lot of other mouth watering things, makes it really REALLY hard not to gain a couple of kilos.
I, of course, gained some (not just a couple, nope, SOME) kilos.
But today, after some months of not fitting into my regular size 34, I fit again.
I tried the size 36, but NO, they are too damn big. I try the 34, and voila. I got myself a Cinderalla moment here.
It's all about those little things that make your day. Little things like fitting into your new jeans, or even just buying those new jeans.