Just what it sez.


Okay. So the title isn't really appropriately placed, since I'm gonna start with the "before" pictures.

Watch them and weep.

May '99--graduation, 20 years old (don't ask me about the differences of the Finnish school system compared to the US one unless you've got an hour to spare) and positively blooming with accumulated fat. Also raising suspicion among relatives--"Ye've gotten some tummy, eh?" *pat pat* "Not making me a great-grand-aunt yet, are ye?" Aaargh.

*burp*

I still had nice legs, though.
Not that they mattered, since they had to carry all that *&$�*�!ing weight.


Well, well, well. By the millennium, it seemed that Fat Bastard was about to discover a long lost sister (and yeah, Austin Powers 2 was a crap movie).

So. Here's Auntie, Easter 2K. Excuse the picture quality, this is a video-to-MPEG grab from a tv talkshow. There were spotlights at my feet, they added at least 5 kg (that's ten pounds to those of you metrically impaired) and at least one extra chin to my appearance. Dammit. I was at my fattest at this point, anyway.

Oink oink, snort snort.


In the summer (July 1st) I finally started the Protein Power diet (adequate protein, very low carbohydrate, no real suffering or wasting away at all!), and by the beginning of September, I was down 11 kg (24 pounds) from what I was in the previous pic--from 64 kg (141) to 53 kg (117 lbs). So NOW get down on your knees and worship me, for I *am* a goddess. I know I've still got that little extra padding on my belly and hips, but at least I can fit in to size S again. And it *will* come off eventually ;)...

Auntie Gorgeous, September 2000. Photos by Ilona Reiniharju. Click on the thumbnails for bigger versions.

Yes, this is my *real* hair colour. And yes, that dress is not as tight as it should be, but it was the tightest I could find in my closet.

What is that? You want *bikini pics*? All in good time, all in good time...


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January 2001--Even more gorgeous! :D

Finally. I. Can. Fit. Into. A. Size. XS. Dress. Again. Wohooooooooooooooooo!

Yes, it's a rather unsexy bedroom. It's my parents'. Watch out, curves! *GROAN* Well, hello there.

At 48-49 kg (105-108 pounds), I'm finally there. Before you start screaming about anorexia, remember that I *am* a little Auntie, only 152 cm (5') tall. This is where I intend to stay, I have no desire of weighing any less than this. I'm *slim* and I like it, I don't want to be *thin* like some wasted model:P. Now bring me that steak!

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