Yesterday I braved the store in search of all the healthy fats. My jeans are starting to sag, kids. It’s not a good look. Back in school the kids called me Bonnie Bubble Butt. This was the late 80’s and butts weren’t really cool like they are now. This nickname made me feel ultra self conscious but these days I’m looking to earn it back. I didn’t get it when Sir Mix-a-lot started rapping about being a butt connoisseur. It contradicted everything I knew/felt to be true about the matter all together. My young mind was confused. Luckily baggy clothes were in vogue and I could just hide in them. Mystery Butt, problem solved. Now butts are cool. Thick is cool.. and I am thinner than I have ever been and people have been bringing it to my attention... no one has mentioned my butt (which is smart on their part) but these days she is ever so un-effervescent. Most of me has zero patience or time for people who want to weigh in on my physicality. Most of them can get stuffed, honestly. However some people seem legitimately concerned.. and as more of my clothes fail to fit the way they once did, I am starting to put more fat into my diet. Hands down this is the most fun, delicious and surprising diet shift I have made so far. Right off the bat I noticed a difference in my cognitive abilities and it’s got my skin looking pretty damn good too. There’s been smoked steaks, extra ghee, full fat yogurt, designer peanut butter, cheese on this and cheese on that, avocado everything and my favorite, COCONUT BUTTER. Please, bury me in coconut butter and the jeans I will soon be filling out again, will you?
Day 119: Rice cakes two ways. One, piled with avocado, shredded zucchini, tomatoes, birds eye chili’s, coconut oil and ume plum vinegar. Two, coconut butter AND peanut butter, banana, blueberry and chia seeds. So very dope. Excited to start throwing my weight around.