What on earth is the point of going around the whole day feeling completely uncomfortable for the added benefit of about an inch of arse lifting? It does nothing for the ever-expanding bulge that is my tummy, in fact I think nothing less than a boned corset from the turn of the century could put a dent in that now. Why do we as women always hope and believe that this miraculously painful thing we have donned will make us look like we used to with little to no effort on our part? I have to admit the aging process is most disconcerting …
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