I've busted out the big guns ... and I've hired a personal fitness trainer. Once a week ... plus my usual workout regimen until I look less like the this:
and more like this:
You know something?
I'm cringing just thinking about the world of hurt I'm going to be in.
Bring it on. I have a couple of pair of True Religion jeans in a size 3 that I'd like to easily slide my ass cheeks into.
I'm 25 years old, dammit.
I want to make my husband drool.