Where're my men at??
After yesterday morning's disastrous wake-up call, I decided it was time for change. I didn't want little boys in my life anymore. I wanted tall, dark and very sexy men.
I realized this while I was indulging myself in a vanilla and fudge ice cream by the lake. Wonderful day by the way. Summer's back!
So there he was eyeballing me while I was undressing him mentally. Here was a truly gorgeous guy telling me how sexy I was without even opening his mouth. To think that Mr Not-so-perfect couldn't even manage that in our intimate settings. Didn't take all that much to get my self esteem back up after all.
Or down again...
When I got back home, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and saw a total mess. How was I supposed to find/fuck someone new with same clothes I flaunted in front of my exes/fucks?
But that may be another excuse for a spring summer shopping spree...