Way Back Wednesday - Blow Jobs and Cream

It's hump day and the day we play that game where The Kept Woman asks us to post embarrassing pictures of ourselves online for all the world to see.

This weeks theme is: It's just nature...primal if you will. Even the animals do it. NO, not that...the process of beautification. Walk us through your beauty rituals as you primp...shaving? brushing hair? putting on lipstick?

Both of these babies go back...way back...to the skinny days aka the boobless days. I no longer have bones popping out my body...in fact...I can hardly even find my bones anymore.

Anywho. Picture number one. A must in daily ritual, especially now, in the dry cold winter months...creaming up. Here I am putting on my daily dose of probably Lubriderm. Just look at those sexy little girl legs...and full bottom panties!! Feel free to ignore the wallpaper and everything else in the room. This was my second rental ever...and old chicken coop turned cottage at Rye Beach...we painted and papered before moving in, and well, we did the best we could on a budget of less than nothing.



Photo number two. The blow job...and not that kind of blow job, thanks. I can live without doing that every day. Sorry guys, it's true. What I can't or shouldn't live without is blowing out the natural wave. I'll admit there are times when I let the locks dry naturally. What happens isn't pretty. I end up looking like some chick straight out of the 70's. And not the kind with the nicely ironed hair...something more like Janice Joplin meets Marsha Brady. So, yeah. I blow it out and here I am pre- blow, in a hotel room in Jamaica. See the hip bones??



Did you play??