Should I Buy a Waist Trainer?
A good friend approached me the other day with an odd question so out of character for her. We were actually doing the girlfriend-spring-cleaning-wardrobe ritual. Which is basically the unspoken and spoken hysteria associated with the coming of summer. To give a better visual of this event, it involves hangers of clothes deep in the closet being flung onto a mountain of never-worn, once-worn, and worn out favorite stand-bys.
Somewhat comparable to annual fall ritual of men donning beards, trading lawnmowers for snow blowers, and the brags of manly survivor skills.
Women are worse. There are many more layers desperate for attention in our rituals. But back to my friend’s question. As she waved the air with continual raining of clothes, she stopped dead in her tracks and asked me “should I buy a waist trainer?” I thought long and hard about it with a stoic face and no response. What I was really thinking was “should I buy a waist trainer?” In that odd moment, she had called me out to a tasty new idea.
I didn’t keep my word to diet and exercise in the annual spring training for summer bikini season. Instead, I rejoiced on openings of new creameries and micro breweries. I had heard about how waist trainers could miraculously make those guilty pleasures disappear from my waist in an instant.
I looked up at her perfect form swimming through piles of clothes, and simply said “sure”. I do believe I was telling myself the same answer. I mean, what could go wrong? Waist trainers are notorious for popping out curves and pushing in undesirable fat distribution. The way I saw it, was I would feel confident and sexy again all while whittling away at my tummy.
In a mad woman discussion about waist trainers we came to the conclusion it was time for both of us to try them out. If we didn’t like them, we wouldn’t wear them.
Two women, two different sizes and builds, left the clothes tornado behind to explore these mysterious and glorious innovative garments. And about one hour later, we had ordered our first waist trainers. One skinny girl with boy hips and one girl with the proverbial winter padding still lingering waited on the light year speed of Amazon. In one day, we were clapping like children over the arrival of these giddy little presents to ourselves.
Running in different directions, we were on a quest to see a new us. Seconds later (because these trainers were incredibly easy to put on) we both were dancing down the hall, fighting for any mirror within reach and like schoolgirls, giggling.
There are few words available to describe just how fabulous a waist trainer looks on the human body. She got hips and I got to hide my winter failures. It was as if we were always meant to look this great; born this way kind of body. Until you actually put one on for yourself, you will never know the perfect garment to feel good in.
Those pile of clothes…specifically the never-worn were slipped on by my friend. Her favorite red dress (with the price tag still on) became her ‘Cinderella’. She quickly went through the remaining bounty of garments, quickly trying them on just to see the difference. The difference was amazingly apparent and I felt happy for her winning discoveries.
I made a mad dash to my own closet and pulled out an outfit I always felt too large to wear. It was perfect. I couldn’t take my eyes off the silhouette this little waist trainer had created on me instantly. I vowed to stay away from my favorite indulgence stops. I even exercised that night (and have continued).
One question remains in my mind though, how is it possible this little piece of fabric with all its bells and whistles take control of a woman’s body and mind like that? A waist trainer is a powerful tool. Just as make-up creates an alluring face, and those wonder bras, actually make you wonder ‘how’, the same thought occurs with these marvelous little waist trainers.
If you find yourself in the midst of that woman-spring cleaning-wardrobe ritual anytime soon, the answer is yes. Yes, you should buy a waist trainer. Don’t even give it a second thought.