After thinking it over...fuck "aging gracefully." I'm going to fight the damn age. Shit, I'm going to be 30 in two and a half years...eeeeeeekkkkk!
Now, what I mean by this is that I want to MAINTAIN myself, which DOES NOT mean that I think I should go out and get any "enhancements." That's right, I'm not going to just one day show up with huge double D's...rather, I'm going to take measures to try to keep the "girls" as perky as they've ever been.
(For some of you, this might be TMI, but whatever...I'm giving you fair warning.) For instance, I sleep with a sports bra on. There are some people that will argue that this flattens your chest. I call bullshit...I've been wearing one for years to sleep, and they aren't shrinking. The only thing that makes them shrink is burning off fat. That being said, the reasoning behind the sports bra is to hold the darn things up, keeping gravity from taking action which would stretch the surrounding skin, etc....get my point? Basically, I don't want to have tits down to my ankles when I'm an old lady.
Another thing...I've started to notice a little blue mark on one of my legs that looks like one of those scary varicose vein things. EWWW! Forget that shit. So, I'm taking it as an action to stop crossing my legs, period...only crossing at the ankles is allowed. I shall not contribute to this travesty.
I've already noted in a previous post that I'm okay with being paler...fuck looking like a leather bag in my later life. Click here to read and see some scary images.
I could see myself hitting up some Botox when the crow's feet and smile lines start getting a little to crazy, but do not aspire to actually go under the knife for anything cosmetic...those are the people that just look WAAAYY too scary. No, literally, their faces look like someone actually SCARED them....fuck that.
Here's to staying in my prime...
Song of the day: "Hard Sun" Eddie Vedder (cause doesn't this song just sound like it's making some big impact?)
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