Tummy inspiration

So… remember the sad part of my first weigh in?  Well, the recently-concluded Met Gala sure boosted my spirits.  Vogue called these ladies as fashionably rejecting the dress code, but for me, they’re simply called tummy inspiration.

My midsection is not a midsection; it’s a belly.  It has always been a problem area, always protruding, seemingly as much as my boobs.  (I like my boobs though.)  I loved these women’s clothes because they are not flat because they’re skinny.  Their midsections are flat because they’re TONED.  It took me a few years to spot the difference between the two, and I’m more than happy to be able to discern better now.

Anyway, these little — and not so little — peek-a-boos are soooo sexy.  They immediately caught my eye.  Here’s a quick homage to these three ladies that I aspire to have the same midsection as (is my English correct?):

Rihanna, subtle as a gun

Rihanna, subtle as a gun

Anne Hathaway, lighter than a whisper

Anne Hathaway, lighter than a whisper

and a personal favorite

Emma Stone, stunning in pink

Emma Stone, stunning in pink

How about you?  What inspires your fitness goal lately?

 

Photos from Vogue.com, SheKnows.com
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