Nothing makes a woman realize the consequences of the gluttony she committed during the recent festivities like a pair of tight-fitting jeans. You know, those pair of jeans with zippers that glided smoothly when you zipped them up or down prior to December of the previous year. Then comes January and all of sudden, that zipper on those same pair of jeans experiences a bumpy ride as it travels up and down. The zipper simply does not glide as smoothly as it did just a few months ago. As much as I she would like to think that she's experiencing a wardrobe malfunction (it's Superbowl season, I'm allowed to borrow that term) or think it's simply because of defective zippers, that bumpy ride is a storage of leftover gluttony in the form of fat.
