Smokin’ hot. Yup, that’s me. I’m in my pre-vacation prep mode…it’s not pretty.
Armpit hair growing out? CHECK!
Hoohah hair? (and lip/chin/brow…jeez, could I be any furrier?!) CHECK!
Rockin’ some sweet hooves too…haven’t had a pedi in a few weeks (and even forwent – is that a word? – a pedi last weekend b/c I knew I wanted to get one for the beach and was feeling tres FRUGAL!) The gray roots are being taken care of tomorrow at least. By Friday at this time, I shall be a new woman. For now? Avert your eyes please.
Editing in — yes, forwent IS a word…past tense of forgo!
However, I do have to wonder WHY I do all this. After one week at the beach, the hair gets brassy (despite my valiant efforts to cover it w/something in addition to the ‘hair sunscreen glossy shine spray’), the hooves get all dried out and callousy AND my toe polish fades or chips…the skin? Well, forget it. I swear, even with SPF 70 AND sitting under an umbrella AND not being out for that long, the skin is all leathery and blotchy AND old after the week is over! *growls in frustration*
To make matters worse, we are going to a wedding the day we leave the beach…shouldn’t matter to me since I’m not the bride, right? C’mon…everyone knows that you want to look good at a wedding…remind the Frug of that young girl *cough* that he married! And, wedding pix last forever. I don’t want to go over to their house and have to see a picture of the Frug with some wearthered old Sea Hag, kwim?
I guess I shouldn’t “bragplain“, right? Poor me! Have to go the beach AGAIN! For a whole WEEK! Boo hoo! I have to get a mani/pedi/wax/dye job! Poor me! *wails*