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A Size Six in a Size Two World

by Rachel Levine

My best friend just bought a skirt that is so tight you can read her lips. Yes, those lips. Why did she buy it? She wasn’t auditioning for the role of prostitute, after all. It was a size 1-2. She has at last entered the magically, golden world of the size twos. Her rotten day, her errant boyfriend, her insane boss – none of them mattered because she was a size two. When you are a size two, don’t you know that doors spring open and rain drops fall around you? That taxis don’t charge you and that suddenly your shit has a nice apricot scent? There’s no need to iron clothing because it no longer wrinkles. And steps turn to slides when you’re walking down them and escalators when you’re walking up them. The prices on everything are now 10% less.

Who knew that such a simple change of clothing size could completely transform one’s life from imperfect to perfect, from flawed to flawless.

Apparently it can.

 

 

 

©Rachel Levine 2006