As Donna and I stood naked in front of the mirror I couldn't help but notice the remarkable shape she has whipped her body into lately. Every morning she is up at six to exercise. She's watching what she eats and generally taking care of herself. She looks good. I mean... really... good.
I look... well... not as good. My waist is still in the thirties and no one would describe me as fat. It's just that I'm pretty damn gooey. Basically, she could kick my ass.
As I stood there admiring her refurbished body she asked me how the amateur photography class I took the day before had gone.
"It was great. I learned a lot... which makes me think... when are you going to let me take pictures of your tight body?"
"Oh, when I'm totally schwelt."
"Schwelt? What does that word mean?"
"I dunno. But as soon as I'm that... you can take pictures of my body."
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Maybe she meant svelte? That's usually the word applied to super skinny women.
"slender: being of delicate or slender build; "she was slender as a willow shoot is slender"- Frank Norris; "a slim girl with straight blonde hair"; "watched her slight figure cross the street"