What if comfort is the root of all evil? We get comfortable and we get lazy and don't work out. We get lazy and eat junk food. We get comfortable around someone and end up in a long term relationship. We end up in a long term relationship and we stop shaving. We stop having sex. We stop intimacy. We get complacent. We get sloppy. We get comfortable.
But...
You know what's really not okay. When we stop shaving or waxing our pussies. Which is why even with me by myself, I always keep myself groomed. Just for me.
Perhaps the comfort level that women find themselves in, which causes them to not shave and not put effort into their appearance, is really what kills the passion. If anything they end up so out of touch with their own senuality that they have no idea what they even like or dislike.
We need to explore our kinks!
I for one never miss my nightly routine. Maybe it's just because I am a leo. But pampering myself is high on my priority scale. Today I went for my monthly wax, massage and facial appointment. Two hours of bliss. Wish I could do it weekly. Someone else taking care of me and enhancing my beauty are two of my favourite things. Vain? Maybe. But being pretty has helped me out of a few jams in this crazy life I've lived so what can I say. Judge me all you want but there's still this side of me that wants to stay beautiful as I start to slide into my 40s and beyond.
Post facial glowing much?
There you have it, the pretty face behind all these naughty posts. 🤫
I hope all that collagen, serums, creams, clean eating, no makeup, vitamins and refusal to squint was worth it. Because botox can suck it. I'm on a mission to just be naturally beautiful. I'm going to just keep on refusing to age. I think perhaps this is my act of rebellion. I've got 10 years before I'm free-ish from the chains of motherhood. I've got to keep myself looking good so I can run wild later.
Now this lady needs her beauty sleep. Goodnight! 🥱💤
