The dress that wouldn’t fit

  My mother-in-law bought the nicest, cutest dress in London for me to wear on my wedding anniversary. The material was good: the softest lace, nice British collars and the nicest hue of blue. Excitedly, I put it on.  It did not fit.  Mother-in-law and sister-one-law balked and keveched on the dress that wouldn’t fit,…

Spilling the deets on Brazilian Slimming Coffee

You wanted to lose weight. You tried running, not eating rice, daily exercises — but nothing seemed to be working and the fact that you can’t wear your favorite cigarette pants annoys you more and more.  Well, this is the scenario in my case. Thus, I was more than intrigue and curious when I read…

Confessions of a serial dieter

It has come to my attention that all perceived weight and flabs that I have managed to lose due to exercising like a mad woman during the last quarter of 2013 has been slowly creeping up my flab-riddled body. The warning signs were there: clothes that felt a bit too tight around the middle, difficulty in…