Ever since then, I notice my fleshy underarm bits ALL THE TIME. There they are, just hanging out, being all unsightly.
I can't even get them to go away by distorting myself--no fair!
What does bother me, is that I'm now aware of the fleshy armpit bits. I scrutinize photos of myself, wondering if I'll be criticized like the model on the cover of that magazine. And I seriously resent having one more part of my body to worry about--like it wasn't enough to obsess over my tummy, triceps, biceps, hips, thigh circumference, inner thigh area, neck waddle, ankles, boobs, back fat, saddlebags, behind-knee area, hairy toes, upper lip, . . . . ok, you get the point.
So, here's my suggestion: can we all just agree, as women, that the fleshy armpit bit is of no concern? That it's normal, not repulsive? That it doesn't need to be covered in shame? Because, seriously, my brain is going to explode if I spend one more second worrying about it.
Or, alternatively, we could decide that it's just the sexiest part of the body ever and flaunt our armpit flaps brazenly all summer. What do you think?