Someone just told me I'm "pear shaped". I'm not quite sure whether I should take this as a compliment or as an unflattering observation. Being the shape of a pear, so I am told, means I have a narrow top and a big bottom and if you look at me and then at a pear closely, you can tell that that someone is not far from the truth. I don't remember my Mum nor my Pa being pear shaped, so it's nothing to do with genetics. Oh well, not everyone is lucky enough to be blessed with an hour glass figure and it's going to be hard work to change a pear into a sleek banana. Why bother?
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