A charming young man just sent me a lovely picture of himself naked.
I am sure he is very nice, and I think he is probably Iranian, which usually means wildly attractive if you happen to be me, but I felt as a conversational opener, this was not the greatest.
I remember Craig David sending out a picture himself after several years spent on Muscle Beach. Oily and grumpy was not a great look either.
I do see that American women on my facebook list like to express great delight at this idea of men as objects, but it doesn’t actually work. All it does is say that you are kind of boring, obsessed with the mirror and likely to be out at the gym a lot, which is no fun at all.
Far better to look relaxed, happy and as if you are likely to be good fun. I think we as women also underestimate the power of happiness, and succumb to mutual bullying in terms of conforming to an entirely artificial idea of perfection that does not actually exist. I remember Cindy Crawford saying this when asked how she felt about being so perfect in the 90s. “Nobody really looks like Cindy Crawford.” I always rather like women like Valeria and Cindy when they admit that it just doesn’t exist, and the closest that you get to it involves being utterly miserable.
The only time I manage to eat correctly is when I am alone. Even one other person renders me so stressed that I eat socially, which means anything at all as even once a day is too much now, and means that I stay the same size. This size is not acceptable to me, and in addition I am too polite about not sticking to my goals. I need to either stop seeing other people, or start getting a whole lot more selfish.
Whilst I am working, I am building the shoe collection currently, and working on costume 2. Boris is also getting done during the breaks as the layers are built up over days. It feels very slow, although I doubt it could go any faster.
For the benefit of other people who do not get the benefit of sleep, I can confirm that beauty sleep is definitely a thing. I am now finding that I get pronounced pain if I fall behind, which dissipates with 12 hour marathon sleeps once a week. I am having to shut the cat out to achieve this, as she is very keen to get on with her cat day.
I see the American Conservatives are celebrating Food Stamps being replaced by boxes of shit from corporations that produce terrible food and have lobbied successfully to poison the poor with it.
I don’t like having to pay for other people’s children to get educated, so perhaps we should just extend our mean-spirited hatred of other people to include that. Yay! Poison the Poor! Kill the children! More stupid people! Yay!!!