10 AM Thursday morning: I casually seem to be happy about my healthy lunchbox. It's something that usually never happens, either because I am too busy to prepare one or just because I stubbornly don't accept any idea of a diet.

10:12 AM Thursday morning: I wonder why I am happy about a happy lunch....

10:13 AM Still the same morning: I can't and won't become obsessed by what I eat. That's a promise. I will fight against all the detox articles I have to write, the fashion diets I must listen to by spending time in a fashion company. I will prevail. Yes but my lunch is healthy and similar looking to baby born's meal. Yuck?! It's part of the plan.

10:30 AM Not so sure why I am happy but at least I have one thing less to worry about today: what to eat for lunch.

10:30......Work

11:00 AM work... snooz....

13:00 Yeahhhhh!!!!!!!! the break!!!!!!!

13:06 PM: Are you kidding me??????? Someone stole my lunch. MY LUNCH. MY HEALTH SNACK.

Please people don't underestimate the power of hunger: healthy snacks seem to clear some people's conscience. One thing I am sure: it wasn't the cleaning lady, she seems to be in very good "health" over-abundantly speaking.

Girls Gone Mad over Food.