and you call yourself a latina

my friend david is here visiting from california! just 24 hrs in nyc to say hello. he says i look the same as i always have (so does my mom), but i think they're being generous. i have eyes and i can see that any curves i used to have seem to have slipped right off of my body. my nalgas no longer provide any cushion when seated, but thanks to my mom's home cooking, my pansa is beginning to make a comeback. pretty soon you can call me ol' pot-belly chicken legs.