Yeeuuup. For me, that is.
I hereby declare that this year, I will accept every flaw in my body. I won’t give two hoots about my jelly belly. I won’t consider Apidexin. I will be happy with my cracked and peeling skin on my feet.
Who cares if I wear my flip-flops and my toes are screaming “moisturise! moisturise!”?
Not me.
No no no.
I will happily wear my swimming suit and flash everyone my jelly belly.
Yes yes yes.
Oh the joy!
Oh the freedom!
After all, sucking the tummy in is very hard on my lungs. 
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