I have a really good, and really beautiful best friend...she is stunning, blonde, gorgeous, slim...lets call her Tallullah (although her name is Kerry)
She is, of course as tends to be the case, unhappy with what everyone else perceives to be near perfection.
We are on the same small emailing list, of our friends, it just makes chatting to get through the day easier...
Today I told the girls that I am half a pound off having lost 6 stone - I'm on a very very strict diet, I have a lot of weight to lose and my girls have supported me amazingly. Last night at my weigh in I discovered that I am half a pound away from having lost 6 stone, and that half pound is really rankling me.....you know, I feel if I had just done my exercise dvd one more time, or worn less heavy underwear or something...
Anyway...as usual, my girls have been brilliantly supportive.....but then up jumps Miss Perfection to say that she has now lost some weight and she is really pleased with herself...
Which is brilliant - as I say, I'm very good friends with her and when she is happy I'm happy...but she was already gorgeous....I'm not gorgeous at all....I'm sure she isn't intentionally thunderstealing though...