In the beginning...

There was an overweight girl from a family of overweighters. She tried so hard not to fit in, but she just joined the clan.

This is my chronicle. I've tried to shed these pounds for almost 9 years now, with a very low success rate. I realized that when June 2009 rolls around that would be the tenth anniversary of when I looked my best. I ruined the "best" looking version of me only one month later. How sad? I can not describe the anguish I really feel when I walk into a store, see a gorgeous dress, and know that its never going to fit. Or even when I dream of owning a gorgeous pair of Louboutins, only to try them on and suffer under the weight of well, my weight. I can't wear heels?! And I have denied myself that by hiding behind the words, "I'm just not a heels kind of girl." And that's just one of the many lies I kept telling myself.

This year all this is going to change. I for one like to balance my spiritual side with my materialistic side. I tried all the self healing mumbo jumbo, beauty from within, mirco organic zap meals, to no avail. So that's why I'm appealing to the dormant shopaholic in me and telling her to "RISE!! It's your time to shine!" I have a feeling this might work. Why should new year resolutions start in January? If theres a rule I am breaking then consider this my head start. So the deal is: For every 10 kilos I lose, that means its time to visit Louis. Louis Vuitton that is. And if this is not enough motivation for me, then I'm checking myself into a clinic somewhere in bloody Europe to figure out who I really am. But I believe me, I know me right now, and I have faith that this is going to work. Because "I'm living in a material world and I am a material girl." There, I've stopped denying it.

45. That is how many kilos I need to lose to regulate my BMI. Target time: June 2009. Event season is June around here, so I better not step on it like I usually do. "Slow and steady wins the race."

This is it. Road to Louis '09 kicks off today! Welcome aboard!