Wings
I married a Michigan boy so I know who the Red Wings are. If you want to be a pilot you have to earn your wings. I’ve eaten wings from Pizza Hut. I’ve heard the expression “a wing and a prayer.” I’ve read about angel wings in the Bible, but until last week I had never heard of bingo wings.
I was talking to my five year old granddaughter when she suddenly grabbed the soft (okay, flabby) underneath part of my arm and informed me I had “bingo wings.”
I asked her where she had heard that term. “I don’t know,” she said and ran off to play.
I decided to do some in-depth research (Google) and this is what I found:
Wikipedia said
The anthropometry of the upper arm is a set of measurements of the shape of the upper arms. Large, saggy flaps of skin under the arm are colloquially known as bingo wings,[1] after the phrase was popularised by the comedy television program Bo’ Selecta!.[2]edia-
Urban Dictionary said
bingo wing
Loose, flabby upper-arm flesh of (usually) fat women in cap-sleeved rayon blouses who attend bingo halls. Bingo wing development can be accelerated by consuming vast quantities of C.Cola and burgers. See also bingo flaps
Used in a sentence….
Check the bingo wing on that! If she flapped those arms, she’d take off!
Doesn’t sound too good, does it?
Now I felt even worse. I thought back to my grade school years and all the teachers I had whose skin wiggled and jiggled when they wrote on the board. Lucky women, They never knew they had bingo wings. They existed before Google, YouTube, Wikipedia, or Urban Dictionary. There are no “bingo wings” in Webster’s Dictionary.
While doing my “wing research” I also learned that famous people can have famous wings. According to a British publication Madonna works out six days a week but when she waved to her fans her wings were showing. The article said, “Dressed in a sleeveless leopard print Dolce and Gabbana number for an evening with boyfriend Jesus Luz and designers Domenico Dolce and Stefano Gabbana, the flapping undercarriage of her arms was on show for all to see.”
Flapping undercarriage? Eeeek!
Every woman (even Madonna) will eventually have to fight gravity. Basically we have two choices. We can wear long sleeves or exercise.
If you opt for the latter, here’s one that you can try at home. As for me, I haven’t decided yet what I’m going to do, but I do know this. Bingo wings don’t hinder me from hugging my granddaughter…in fact, they may even help.
P.S. I have found one way to exercise those Bingo wings that I can work into my schedule. Buy two gallons of milk at the store and as you are walking to the car and carrying them into the house, place one in each hand and lift out to your sides and lower slowly…repeat. Yes, you look weird and people may stare at you but it works!
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Love it. There’s progably a humiliating expression for every part of the body.
Too flippin’ funny!! I need to start working out my arms! You know i just lifted my arm to look at it, right? LOL Thanks for stopping by the Sit and Relax weekend hop last weekend! Have a great (rest of the) week!
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Bingo Wings………..just when you think you have heard everything under the sun, along came “bingo wings”……….I watched the movie Teresa provided for us, even though I was already exhausted just looking at her, I slowly push my mouse to the big arrow, and clicked on. I watched her do the excercises, and her arms were a WHOLE lot toner than mine are, that is for sure, but I did see a flash of “bingo wings” under her right arm…….so I thought, well, hey, I can do these excercises, but in my whole life, I have never worn anything sleeveless, and I am 62 1/2 years old………DO I or do I not mind these “bingo wings” ?. I think I would rather take my dog for a walk. She gave some great, easy to remember, excercises, so in the future, should I decide that I just hate my “bingo wings”, I will save a couple of litre’s of pop, fill them with water and lift away! But honestly ? I don’t see that happening for me. hahahahaha
I am horrified at the name used for that body part! My grandmother had a set of “bat wings,” as we called them that could suffocate a child. My girl cousins and I were mesmerized by them. I warned my own grown (30’s and 20’s) daughters about them, so we are constantly on the watch for their development beyond the normal size of floppiness. Sorry to say, I learned something today. I am not upset at you the messenger, but at the message!
Oh MY!! I didn’t know I had Bingo Wings either!! But now I do! Gee Thanks Tee!! But you’re right…they might just be an asset for hugging grandchildren. I always enjoy your articles.
Okay, Teresa!! I’m sorry I was so inquisitive LOL! As if those flabby underarms aren’t humiliating enough… they have to actually name them something as ridiculous as Bingo Wings!
That’s it… I’m hittin’ the gym 😀
Marisa (btw you’ve got a new follower in me:)