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One down

I had the simpsons on in the backgroud this morning, one of the old episodes. I wasn’t really listening, but I caught this part:


“Lisa, I apologize to you, I was wrong, I take it
all back. Always be yourself. If you want to be sad, honey, be sad.
We’ll ride it out with you. And when you get finished feeling sad, we’ll
still be there. From now on, let me do the smiling for both of us.” - Marge, The Simpsons

I think I’m now finished feeling sad. Thank you all for riding that out with me, and your support.

So set myself a mission this morning; To love myself.

I told Mr Married Man this morning that I hate myself. I didn’t want to get out of bed, or look in the mirror.

Why do you hate yourself? You’re funny, pretty, sexy, sensitive, caring and all around lovely. You’re everything I want, so don’t forget it. And I really appreciate you.

It’s nice to hear things like this, but people say things like that just to be nice. What they think you want to hear.

So seems as it’s Saturday, I thought I’d bring my sexy back!

#SexySaturday

So that’s one characteristic, that I may be able to check off. But is it for me to decide, or for you?

I guess it’s about me. So do I think I’m sexy?

Occasionally, when I make the effort.

*ticks box*

One down, a million more to go

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Role Models

I mentioned last night on Twitter that Bridget Jones should be a role model for everyone.

And oh, how you disagreed.

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But come on, she can wear huge granny pants, pull Hugh Grant em*swoon*/em (Yes, you disagreed with me again on that) and Colin Firth. Not doing bad for herself!

Kudos to the woman, she was brilliant at writing a diary. I had a diary when I was younger. As soon as you leave the room, family would be in there reading it. Even my dad read it. He said he didnt know what it was and wouldnt look again. The next entry was emMy dad is a bastard, my dad is a bastard, my dad is a bastard…/em So if he read it, he couldnt complain at the use of language as he promised he wouldnt read it. Genius eh.
Needless to say, I was put off writing until I discovered blogging.

But you werent very pleased with my first suggestion, so onto the second..

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Pretty Woman, Vivian.

She was a prostitute, she got lucky. We all want that lucky break. For someone to see us, and notice that were beautiful. Shes emcinderfuckinrella/em in the words of Kit. Who wouldnt want to be Cinderella?

And then theres..

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Belle De Jour

Strong, independent woman. She knew what she needed to do, and she did it in the best way she could, and enjoyed it. Most of all, she did it sexily.

All my role models are fictional (although some based on true stories). At least I know what they were like, and they cant change. Real role models, you could admire for years. Then something they do might stun you, and they are no longer your role model. Just some jerk. Thats years of admiration wasted.

So I want to know who your role models are, and why?

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