Grooming Rx
Being single in LA is like being at a car dealership with a lot of lemons. There are many candidates to choose from, but ultimately you end up with a sour taste in your mouth. I admit I have been out of the dating scene for quite some time, but following my break-up of a 5 + year relationship in March, I have been thrust back into it. For the most part I love being single again…I get to go wherever, do whatever and sleep with whomever I choose. There’s also much more responsibility and upkeep involved with being a sexy single girl. I may be the only one, but I have a weird superstition when it comes to my downstairs grooming. I never know what the latest trends are and it varies from man to man, so how can a girl possibly please all of her visitors? It seems that every time I have her in tip-top shape, which is often, I rarely have the opportunity to show her off, but the second she lets her hair down a tiny bit (pun intended!) I have to beat the suitors off with a stick!!! Ughh… if I were religious I would think the kama sutra karma gods were punishing me for something I did in a past life.
My most recent experience happened in the City by the Bay, good ole’ San Francisco. I was up visiting my dear friend, Aileen and her husband, Gilbert who are both a ton of fun. They live near Haight-Ashbury and we tend to bar hop along the main drag for some amazing sangria and beer. Often times they invite their guy friend, I’ll call him J, whom I have had a mild flirtation with in the past. He is about 18 years older than me, but you wouldn’t know it by the way he acts. Frequently, I feel like the more mature, less awkward part of the duo. Kinda sad considering I’m pretty fun and silly myself! Anyway, on one particular trip, we all hung out a lot, drinking and carrying on. J and I started escalating our flirtation to some serious making out and our hands started flying everywhere.
Enter my pubic hair superstition…I wasn’t anticipating or planning on anything sexual, so she wasn’t up to my normal high standards. Well, one thing led to another and I found myself in bed with J. Now I don’t know if it was me feeling self-conscious about downstairs or if the sexual tension didn’t translate well into the bedroom, but it was BEYOND boring. :( I wasn’t feeling it AT ALL…it was tedious, which was quite a feat considering it didn’t last very long! We tried again in the morning with a similar outcome and I realized it and he wasn’t doing it for me. Damn my stupid superstition!! From that day on, I decided I would always keep her coiffed just the way I liked and maybe, just maybe, someone I really liked would come along and see her in all her glory! Guess what…I’m still waiting for someone super special to come and rock my world! Not that I’ve been completely lonely, I just haven’t found anything permanent or meaningful. I haven’t lost hope though. :)
Your Rx, ladies? If you aren’t gonna keep yourself groomed for a man, please just do it for yourself. It’s amazing how much more confident you’ll feel, kinda like wearing sexy lingerie to the supermarket or something! Mix it up…see what different styles work best for your girl and never feel self-conscious about having her less than perfect. The kind of men you sleep with should never make you feel bad about how she looks…unless you’ve got something that needs an antibiotic or if you look like Vadgezilla :) I’m just saying…
Hugs, Becca
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