Ines Mariel

Thursday, February 23, 2012

My wardrobe

The road to true fitness isn't an easy one. Unless you commit to it and really want it, you will never get there...just like everything you aim for in life. People come up to me in the gym and go "Oh but you are already so skinny". The answer is no. I am not doing this to be a stick figure, I am doing this for my health. Treat your body well and it will pay you back... for example it will look better in a bikini.

Speaking of bikinis, I get mine from Woopzbikinis & Beachwear.
Since I have the body of a 10 year old boy, it is a no brainer that I lack in the boob department and buying bikinis are the worse. Thankfully the bikinis they supply cater to petite frames like mine. I love the fact that their designs are very flattering and simple....and best of all very affordable. 

Oh and my experiment to shrink my jeans worked. It was a spontaneous project, but since my mind can't stop wrapping the fact that my new pair of jeans is so loose on my waist when it is suppose to be a high waisted pair, I knew I had to take the risk. For those of you who are interested in shrinking your jeans, you can follow these easy steps. It will go down a size or two, depending on how often you do it. Right now it is the perfect fit, so no complains.

1. Soak your desired jeans into hot water. And I mean motherfucker-that's-hot-like-the-sun hot, for around 20 minutes.
2. Put it in the dryer for 40 minutes. The high heat will actually shrink it, god knows how, but it works.

Tadah, and you will notice the difference. If you don't, do it a couple of times until you are happy with the fit. If you are still unhappy after the 567th time that you repeat these steps, stop being so cheap, and get a new pair. Hahahahahaha. See? It's funny, cuz I called you cheap. 

Saturday, February 18, 2012

One of the downside of exercising and toning up is the anticipation of fat loss. I am a person who burns fat easily with what my "rigorous" workouts that my new shorts don't fit me as well as it did when I bought them two weeks back.  That's RM100 down the drain for ya, unless there is someone out there who can fit into a size 4. I am currently a size 2 now. Losing ass mass, which is far from what I want. =(

On a lighter note, my love for blinged things is still going strong. That is why I have a pair of blinged earphones. That's how hip-hop I am, son.

Monday, February 13, 2012

This is probably my most basic look. A tank top and a pair of shorts definitely screams "Not doing much today but following my Mum around". 
It is so unlikely of me to buy a pair of flat oxfords since it deprives me of height but at the end of the day comfort will always come before vanity. I am not short, I am fun sized.

Anyways, it is that time again to bitch about random stuff, and today's bitching is about stupid propagandas like these going around the internet :

Like fuck, seriously? Coming from an individual who is pretty much lacking in the boob department I am offended, because unlike getting into a size zero you can't just magically wish for your boobs and butt to grow. There is no magic pill out there that instantly changes your body that drastically without altering it's weight. Sure the only way other than going under the knife is to add a few extra kilos, but what female wants to put on weight? It's a lose-lose situation, a two for one deal. Get ass, get muffin top. Get jugs, get fat thighs. And that is if you are lucky enough that the food goes to the targeted area.
Everybody is born in different shapes and sizes, like it or not, you can't change it. Even if you had all the lipo in the world you can't alter your body structure, just like you can't change your height increase or decrease your height without  compromising your health. Sure there are surgeries out there (i'm talking about height here) that makes you taller, but have you seen the agony the patients go through post surgery? Most can't even walk after. 
That's not the case though, because I know how average girls aren't as skinny as the girls you see on runways or in the magazines. That is why they are called models in the first place. They are freakishly weird people that god so happens to love more. Life is unfair, deal with it. But to go on and rave about how curvier girls are sexier than girls who are just skin and bones is just sad. It's like me, patting myself on the back and saying "It's okay. Being tall is for the stupid anyways. Who wants to be tall.", because who are we kidding? You don't see plus size models walking down the runway, and no matter how much you want to change this, it is inevitable. Girls like being slender, just as much as guys wanting to strut around looking like the douches from Jersey Shore. We all want to be attractive at some point.
Before I continue, don't get me wrong. I am not pro ana. I do not hate on fat people,just the delusional ones that are nothing but a waste of oxygen hating on people for the way they look. So what if someone looks like a gawky ten year old? The industry loves it. They make millions promoting the image, it may not be a healthy one but don't we all have brains to know what is right from wrong? I am someone who is very vocal about my thoughts because I do honestly believe in eating and being healthy despite in awe and idolizing the slender silhouettes. If you hate it, then by all means, stop reading this post. Better yet, stop visiting my blog all together. I do not make money from this blog and I am writing purely because of passion not fame or moolahs.
Back to the topic.
As cliche as this sound, I really do believe that everyone is beautiful and attractive in their own way. Of course at times there are some that make us cringe as they pass by, but really what might not seem to be pretty to us can be attractive to others. For example when I go out with my boyfriend and he comments how some girls who walk by are hot, occasionally I would have to beg to differ, (and believe me it is not due to jealousy or anything because otherwise he wouldn't be so vocal about the girls he checks out, which is one of the reason why our relationship works, unless of course if I was pms-ing). Which sometimes lead me to questioning his taste in women because some of the girls that he go for.... are so....umm...
Let's just leave it to that.
Where was I?
Oh yeah, the girls who are so into "bringing the curves back" need a lesson on the difference between "sexy" and "mammoths". Most of the girls who keep going on and on how size zeros aren't sexy need to take a hard look at themselves, because after all why the hate if there isn't any envy involved? Is it their fault that they have the will power to not stuff their faces every 2 seconds? Or that you have never worked out a day in your life? Or that you have a "disease"that makes everything taste good, and you just can't help it? Even worse quoting Lady Gaga, that "You were born this way?". Fuck it because unless you were born as a bag full of lard, you still have hope, and don't give stupid idiotic moronic excuses like it's all baby fat. First of it's called "baby fat" for a reason, you shed it the minute you lose the infant title, it doesn't stick to you when you are in your 20s. Sure we all want to look like the VS models, heck I would be greatfull if I even came close to having their boobs better yet height, but alas, you can't change it, so why not embrace it? Hit the gym, eat healthier. Your body is your temple, and unless you treat it well you will never be happy with yourselves, no matter how much you starve or put others down.
Stop complaining about what the magazines are portraying and do something. Again, I am not saying "starve yourself, you big whale", what I am trying to say is "eat healthier, workout", you will notice the difference and feel better about your body image.
Here is a tip : Try sitting down and see if you have any extra skin hanging at your sides while wearing your underwear, if you still can pinch your fat, it shows you need to work out. If you have zero fat to begin with and are lucky enough to eat almost anything you want without gaining a kilo, it is still not an excuse to avoid working up a sweat. It really helps make a difference. 
Because really, how is this not attractive?

Thursday, February 9, 2012

It's been a while since my last outfit post, and since I was taking pictures to show off my new top (weee), I decided that it would be passable for this post. Recently, I have noticed that I have made a transition toward long sleeved tops, even though these days it is impossible to wear anything but a tank top and a pair of shorts. It's so hot these days that I can't help but to bend the rules on my no sugar diet. Eating an ice cream or three is the perfect way to cool off.

My relationship with sugar isn't really a secret and I love it to the point that my day depends on it. So it may come to a surprise that after 18 years or maybe 20, I am calling it quits. Of course I am expecting the late night booty calls or sporadic hookups, but when you leave something you love you can't just leave it right away. That's crazy. It's like agreeing to give up oxygen the minute you sign a contract. Ultimately you die, and that is how it would be if I immediately ignore the sweet siren calls of everything that is sweet. I will probably foam in my mouth so much that it suffocates me to a point that my eyeballs pop out of my skull causing my death.
As much as it pains me to slowly cut ties with my love for sweet treats, I know that it is for the best. Working out more, eating healthier and reading more is a the key to becoming a wholesome person, or so I have been told. We'll see.