My sister was always the one with the hips.
Small waist, curvy, the kind of shape that looks good in a wrap dress.
Somewhere around 49, that flipped.
Her hips stayed the same, and her waist just disappeared.
And she hadn't really put on weight.
She's within a few pounds of what she weighed at 40. She just doesn't fit anything she wore at 40.
These days it's high-waisted leggings and a long top that comes down over her hips, pretty much every day.
She's got a whole drawer of those tops.
Last month she ordered 3 more online, tried them on in front of the bathroom mirror, turned sideways, and sent all 3 back.
"I looked 5 months pregnant," she told me. "In every single one."
It's the small things that get to her.
When she sits down, her stomach folds over her waistband. She's fine when she wakes up, but by about 4 in the afternoon, the top of her leggings has rolled down underneath it.
And in family photos, she's always the one taking the picture now because she avoids being in pictures.