I know, I know, it's unusual, but still. Got something on my mind, and no one around to really vent about it to.
I was looking at some pictures this afternoon of a girl, and it struck me. She's an incredibly hot woman; young, firm, smooth skin, fantastic hair, striking eyes. As I looked at those pictures it hit me like a ton of bricks. I'll never be that brand of sexy, nor have I ever been that brand of sexy. Granted, this girl is 19 and I'm staring 33 squarely in the buttocks, but still. I wouldn't mind being the older, more experienced version of 19-year-old-sexy. As it stands, I'm the frumpy mom-next-door brand of inconspicuous.
Yes, I know, I have the power to change that. Fix myself up (been doing that - I've just about got the hair-and-makeup thing down), lose some weight (working on that, too - down almost 50 pounds since this time last year) and dress better (that one's difficult to come by - gotta have cash to look good). I can hear some of you out there wondering why I would want to blend into the crowd of over-done girls and women who strive so hard to be the "hot chick". That answer is simple - I've never been that girl - I've never been the one that people (male or female) looks at and says, Wow...just...wow, and I'd like to experience that, just once, before I die.
Let's pray that we have plenty of time for me to accomplish that goal. I think it's gonna take a few sharp scalpels, some medical-grade plastic and a huge vial of sucked-out fat for me to get there, but no harm in wishing, is there?
Thursday, May 29, 2008
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