Stop dieting because it’s not haute (real talk)

Hi Hautey! This is me Lilith at a club event last week. Rocking my Big bird yellow Haute Hippie dress, black suede loubies, neiman Marcus lashes, and feeling gorgeous. I’ve come along away from the person I was 6 months ago. In this moment, I was happy, feelin myself, and I have no idea what my weight is.    
Hauteys, this is huge! I’ve been weighing myself twice a day for more than 10 years.  Been on several diets during that time. Excercise plans, personal trainers, detox, went from a 12 to a 6 back to a 12 and now sitting at a 14. But who cares! I am not defined by a number. And you shouldnt be either. Especially when I think I looked pretty hot on New Years: 

 I’m suffering from an eating disorder. My body doesn’t know what hungry is. It knows full and starving. Nothing in between. I’m retraining my body and mind to know what hunger it. It’s hard and frustrating. I know I’m getting bigger, I see it in my face and feel it. But it’s ok! I need to recalibrate my body and really stop stressing over the scale, my weight, my looks, and love me for me. Mostly eat all the amazing food that’s out there. Like this cute little bear crepe:    

Diets don’t work. Go check out Blogalates latest video.  She goes into details about what happens when you go on a diet and then create an eating disorder for yourself.  It gets to a point that no matter how much you work out, eat clean, you just don’t lose weight or you might gain some. The body is an amazing thing. It knows when to breathe, dehydrated, hungery. Some peoples body don’t know how: but the majority do. So stop abusing your body. Treat it like a temple and know you are a 10. The first step, get support! I have a wonderful support system. From this gorgeous creature: 

 She’s always telling me to stop talking bad about myself. Telling me that I’m gorgeous and that it’s not about what I look like to other people, but what I feel about myself. 

 

Look! More support! My squad! The ladies that keep me together. They helped me cut out a tumor and they think I’m a 10. What else would I need? Oh wait…  

Husband that was taking selfies like a girl. He realized I had an eating disorder before I did. He use to tell me I was gaining weight and watched what I ate and told me politely that maybe I shouldn’t eat all the donuts. One day, he stopped. I never realized it, but he did. When I finally told him, that I had an eating disorder, he’s said “I know and thats why I stopped commenting on your weight and looks. You don’t need that negative reinforcement.” 

I hope that you take one lesson from all this. Dieting doesn’t work. Only exercising the way you want and listening to your body cues will make you at your natural weight.

Until next time! 

C’est Luu Vie! 

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