I have decided that I would LOVE to wear a romper for my B-Day!
That's my totally girlie goal and I don't give a damn. I have ALWAYS loved rompers and wore them a LOT as a child. I havent worn shot shorts in about two years and it's about time to work on those gams. Speaking of which, ESC was there watching my thighs while I was squating, lunging and kicking the other day and was like..."Oooooh the thighs are coming back!
Yeah yeah! Here is an example below (not me):
I think it's a fun and whimsical way to celebrate reaching a new decade- reminiscent of the childhood and representing my childish exuberance for life and the journey into me. So it's a romper and heels. Hmmn. I think I should dont ya think!??
I am an unconventional woman, so I do unconventional things. For his BDay, I bought ESC a URL. He was deeply moved. It was a testimony to the fact that I believe in him and his career aspirations. It couldn't have come at a better time he said... he faced some drama at work yesterday and it was good to come home to such love and support.
I dolled up too... I thought... "What would Marilyn do?"
Remember that racy outfit I bought as a STEAL on sale? Yes hon, that same hot number.
Heels and fishnets to boot. And the shoes. God bless my sprained toe. And the right makeup and fragrance.
He cooked me the best salmon I have ever had (crispy on the outside and melting on the inside).
I needed a strong shot to come out of the bathroom in that getup so he poured me one.
I came out and sang a la marilyn...
We ate.
I put on Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass' "Love Potion #9 and did a dance... and removed my robe.
We hugged. And kissed.
He did some work at the desk. I helped him (Imelda would be happy to hear that her dawta suggesting soup recipe for upso stayso restaurant).
He showered.
We hugged. We prayed. He said "Thank You a million times.
We went to sleep.
PS>>>>>ESC is a bigger man than me. As tempted as he was (and beliiiiiiiiiiiiieve me he was), he was very faithful to the chastity. But there was actual something sweet (though mildly frustrating about getting so dolled up and then retreating to bed with just tight hugs)... If ever I doubted just how spiritual and respectful this man was, I can't now. Today is the actual BDay but since he comes in after midnight, we had to celibrate it at the beginning, rather than at the end.
I am a writer, photographer, moving picture director who HAD a corporate day time job, (which made me a repressed creative). Maybe that's why I developed adult acne?
I am truly an undercover artistic bum who would rather shoot documentaries and write and travel on my down time and work my arse off for my clients and my business.
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