NAAA (No Ass At All)

 I have been told I have no ass since I was, like, 6 years old. And it has always been true.

Or so I thought...

Turns out, as I age, my ass - what there was of it - has gotten even smaller. "But how can you tell Scott?"

I can tell because my pants no longer stay up with a belt. Seriously, even with a belt cinched as tight as possible (which is not a good look, as now my stomach hangs over a bit in the front), my pants still fight to fall down if I have anything heavy in my pockets - like a phone.

How to get around this? Well, men for ages have used suspenders (braces for you in Ye Olde). Maybe I could get through with suspenders. But I had to think for a moment. I will illustrate my conundrum.

What I want to look like is on the left, what I am afraid I WILL look like is on the right. You can see my trepidation.

FYI - Solution. I am starting pilates. It won't turn my ass to the one on the left, but it should prevent me from looking completely like the guy on the right.