The stringent Lenten fast has had the usual result – I have not lost one single pound. I lose weight far better when indulging moderately in sweet things.
All of this makes for tight waist bands – when I am actually lucky enough to get one. Of course I work (as a cleaner) largely in trousers of one kind or another. What I look best in is narrow leg jeans, all of which are designed to sit on the hip, thus sliding uncomfortably about and usually coming off each time I bend. I therefore tend to wear more formal trousers – which sit just far enough above the hip to dig in painfully with each stretch.
I can remember when waists were actually AT the waist. I long for those day back … but catching the odd old television program, I realise how odd it now looks to have the superbly comfortable jeans which ended there with a neat shirt tucked in.
Meanwhile I spend the weekends in jods, which sit at the natural waist and stretch softly to accommodate movement.