Last weekend, being the very sophisticated adult I am, I attended a dinner party. A real, grown-up, dinner party.
It was exactly how a dinner party should be — good company, interesting conversations, plenty of wine, and most importantly, a truly obscene amount of food.
While I’m tempted to list all the things I ate simply because it makes me so happy, I’m a little bit scared of being food shamed. So let’s just say nachos and lasagna both made an appearance. Oh, and Tim Tams. And chocolate strawberries.
And maybe just a slither of cake….
I ate A LOT.
‘This can be my cheat day!’ I thought to myself, despite not at all adhering to a healthy diet on any other days of the week. ‘Healthy eating starts tomorrow!’ I promised.
But when I awoke on Sunday morning, something wasn’t right. It was… it was my face.
After scouring the Internet for some sort of representation of how it looked, this is the closest I’ve found:
My face was swollen. All around my jawline was noticeably puffy. At first I thought I was just hungover and my eyes weren’t yet functioning properly. But then I remembered two words I’d heard years ago. And my heart sunk.
Carb. Face.
Yep, carb face. When I’d heard girls talk about it, I thought they had just managed to find a new way of criticising their appearance.
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Sugar face! Definitely a real thing
I would have thought that alcohol and possibly salty food (nachos) would be more likely to cause bloating than carbs!