January 8
...serving up your daily dish.
She's looking for a gym partner in Montclair. We just need someone to grab our arm and twist it behind our back whenever we're in the vicinity of, say, a potato chip.
But then tonight at Barnes & Noble in Clifton Commons we spotted this book, French Women Don't Get Fat: The Secret of Eating for Pleasure. Seems that all we need to do for that chic figure is become bossier, drink more wine and start chain smoking. Sounds easy enough.
The chapter we read said that gyms are for ninnies. You're just supposed to walk a lot. Fast. In high heels. Hmm, it worked for Carrie Bradshaw.
When I went to Paris, I gained 5 pounds....
Of course, I didn't notice many parisians eating 3 or 4 chocolate croissoints a day and dining on fondue for each meal :)
Posted by: butchcjg | Jan 8, 2005 1:16:44 PM
Exactement!
The French don't have the corner on this market of thinking. Go to any major Euro city...far fewer heavy people over there. It's about lifestyle. Probably some joie de vivre, too.
I say "eat well, eat less." Why eat a whole box of those "healthy choice" cookies...if one really good cookie will sate your appetite? Eat the damn cookie, I say!
(Then go have a cigarette...)
Posted by: textwoman | Jan 11, 2005 11:12:32 AM
Exactement!
The French don't have the corner on this market of thinking. Go to any major Euro city...far fewer heavy people over there. It's about lifestyle. Probably some joie de vivre, too.
I say "eat well, eat less." Why eat a whole box of those "healthy choice" cookies...if one really good cookie will sate your appetite? Eat the damn cookie, I say!
(Then go have a cigarette...)
Posted by: textwoman | Jan 11, 2005 11:13:03 AM
