Hold on to your tummy - it's competition time
Posted Tuesday 28th May 2013 By Ericka Waller
Firstly, I would like to apologise to anyone I offend with these pictures. I am as horrified as you. Bear with me though, there is gold at the end of the rainbow.So you remember that blog I did a while back about my hideous tummy?
Well after I wrote it, I received lots of emails offering support, and I also had a couple of people get in contact to try and flog me stuff.
This made me cross, I'm not going to lie. There was me, baring my soul (literally) and some cheeky so and so was using it as a chance to promote a load of rubbish which would not work.
(Remember I'd been told the only thing which would make a difference was a tummy tuck.)
I thought Lydia from It Works was going to be one of those people. She emailed to say how she had read my blog and wanted to help. She understood what I was going through and could she please send me a 'Skinny Wrap' to try?
I only said yes because I thought she meant a wrap I could wear while exercising which would hold in my flab, like this sort of thing:
And I needed a pair and it meant I would not have to pay for them. Who ever wants to shell out precious pennies for a pair of the above?
She did not mean a wrap to wear while exercising though. She meant this weird, folded over piece of material with some funky-smelling-goo smeared all over it.
Disappointed, I tutted at it, shoved it back in its packet and put it to one side.
A couple of weeks later the husband told me we were going out somewhere posh for dinner and I needed to dress up.
The dress I wanted to wear showed off my camel-testicle tummy perfectly.
So I dug out the wrap (hidden under Thing-one's school letters, unpaid bills and notepads full of to-do-lists).
Fully convinced it was going to be an utter waste of time, I slapped it on and carried on doing the hoovering.
45 minutes later I took it off.
Was it my imagination or did it look better? See for yourselves (sorry again for the photos).
I started out like this:
After one wrap it looked like this:
So 72 hours later I did another one and it looked like this:
I know it's still not perfect, but hey. Maybe I put that last bit of perfect into my kids.
I don't hate my tummy anymore. I don't hide it from my babies in the bath. I wander round in my pants in front of the husband again. Who knows, I may even get it out this summer at the swimming pool.
You know I don't do advertising on my site and I don't really like doing reviews, but I had to write this. I believe in this wrap thing. There, I said it. It does bloody work.
Now I want to pay it forward.
I have two of these wraps left, and I want to give someone else the chance to love the sight of themselves naked a little bit more.
All you need to do is email me why you think you should get the last two wraps and promise me you will take photos like the above.