Woes of Being Womanly (no period talk, promise)

The best feeling in the world is stepping out ready for a night on the pee covered tiles in town, with mountains of curls, pristine make up, a tiny black dress and sky high heels. But what about the time and money it costs to maintain and make these looks happen?

I am one of those girls who spends a fortune on make up. I am a M.A.C addict. But I am also one of those girls who pokes herself in the eye with mascara and liquid eyeliner. Also burning myself with my curler and flat iron. Over clumping my eyelashes. Gluing my fingers together when putting on fake nails. You name it.

The thighs that come with those gorgeous heels you wear on a Saturday night are things you definitely wish would go away for the next few days, but you forget by the next Saturday night when you squeeze you thong tanned foot into those needle thin pretties. Vaseline, lower heels, party gel pads and band aids all help, but still, nothing beats those foot cramps, right girls?

And the dress creeping up the leg. Fashion tape does not work for me. I don't know why, it just doesn't. So I am left tugging my dress down over my miniscule, no muffin top panties a million times a night. 

And speaking of panties, the pain of a push up bra. Not literal pain but they can be so annoying. I already have quite ample natural bosoms to say the least, but my Playboy bra is my best friend.

But ladies, doesn't it all seem worth it when the cutie in the v neck t-shirt chats you up and you leave with a number?

Keep flirting ;)

AccidentlySarah xx