Mignon - And Not the Filet Type

I caught a glimpse of it in the full-length mirror today.  It barely was peeking out from behind me.  My ass, that is.  And, lo and behold, it was smaller - noticeably smaller - and rather round and perky.  Shall I dare say it was mignon?  I was so in awe, I had to cop a feel of my own derriere.  It felt like victory.  A small, pretty one, at least. It's interesting how the loss of six or seven pounds really can make a difference - a visible difference.  Now back to ass groping.  :-)