Who am I?

My husband and I just got back from a wedding on his side of the family. Though I feel at home at my present size, there are still many in his family -- and even a few in mine -- who haven't seen me in a year or more.

The funny thing is that few people assume I've lost a drastic amount of weight. Instead, they just figure I'm a different wife than the one my husband had the last time they saw him. Even better are those who think my husband is having an affair and dared to take his mistress to a family function.

I suppose this would offend some women, but I find it amusing. So long as they think I look fabulous, I won't complain about who they assume I am.