ormunroe

I like looking at my mostly nude body after just getting out of bed in the morning. With my hair in disarray-usually smashed flat on one side if I didn't twist it-the curve to my stomach, my 'mommy' breasts, and even the low-rise panties which usually have shifted during the night and have found more space inside my butt than out...I don't know, I like me then. Then I go into the bathroom and turn on the too bright light and my like disappears with the rush of getting ready.

Im so tired of the media's portrayal of women nowadays and what actresses and others allow themselves to be drawn into. Why for freak's sake can't a woman be allowed to show that shes lived a hard/enjoyable/fruitful life? Heaven forbid you have curve to your stomach if you've had children, cellulite...what? never!, laugh lines around your mouth, crow's feet around your eyes and a forehead with lines from displaying emotion? That's not in right now. And much to my dismay sometimes it actually matters to me.

I have got to get this hair cut! Its weighing me down.

Random note: black cherry soda from HT is the best ever!