I decided to take a note from Zuri and try a prompt. UNFORTUNATELY, I don’t just have a book of prompts lying around like SOME PEOPLE, so I had to poke around the internet and find one that made me think “Hey, there’s something I can write about.” Well, faithful readers, here it is:
Why do you love your body?
Now this one is tailor made for me..like most of my CLOTHES! Am I right, people? Sorry, like, it hit me and I just had to say it. The reality is this, I love my ass. I really do, let me tell ya why:
It’s like…this perfect upside down heart shape. I’ve somehow managed to do just the right amount of working out to where my ass is firm but hasn’t started shrinking. I know it sounds conceited, but I think it’s good to know what’s hot about you and love it. When people don’t know their assets (LMAO) they wear stuff that doesn’t fit right and make hot bodies look like hot messes. I don’t wanna go on and on about my ass, but I will anyway cause it’s fun. I set up the mirrors in my room all funny just so I can see my ass more clearly when I’m getting dressed.
The real secret to making your the most of a great ass is the right jeans. Really, no joke, with all the amazing designer labels out there making great shoes and skirts the real key is jeans. You have to find something that’s 1) Cut for an ass, some pants are just made with legs and your ass gets lost in the folds. When a great ass just makes you look fat, it’s not you, it’s the pants. 2) Low cut is the key. Now this is dangerous, not everyone can pull it off. If you can, there is no excuse not to. 3) Don’t settle! Keep trying on jeans till you find the right pair.
You know what else I like? My tits! For real yall. And my legs ain’t bad either. You know what, I have a lot going for me. I just want to say that.
Why the hell can’t guys see that?! I mean, I’m a generally great girl and nice in person. So, I went out with that guy I met at the coffee shop the other night. Suffice to say, it didn’t go well. Apparently, he can buy himself coffee in the morning, but can’t pay for a decent meal. We went to a crap restaurant and lets say it turns out this guy is not only rude, but also dumb. Alright, I’m not doing this. Maybe more details later.
Kisses, Paula