What you see isn’t what you get.

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           Dearest women,

 

I think you understand better than men. I think it is so, we are built to love, hate, be, mother, succeed much more different than men.

As a woman I struggle with a lot of things, my face image not so much, because you can loose ten pounds, you can gain ten pounds, you can make up, break up, feign up et your face is you.

unusual you.

I am scared of Botox, but I am also aware of what it does to you.

My then dearest friend at some point of my earlier life, a skin esthetician worked for  a plastic surgeon, et i went to his office to get a facial. Hydra facial my mini secret, it literally changes the complexity of aging, no lie.
Hence, as I left the room I stood in the hallways looking at his list, face fillers, lip injections, breast augmentation, liposuction, gee that wasn’t it, I saw a package deal.

Holy Moses, I burst out in laughter, thank you to plastic surgeons for making women feel so very insignificant et un beautiful.

Brace yourself,

Bravo to you, but have you seen that no one recognizes you, even you?

I know I should be siping tea, walking on treadmill  for a hour, et swimming for 1 hour, rather than talk about our desperate self worths.
I am in my early 40’s I get a lot of questions on my youth, I have no secret, except stress, meditating, less exposure to sun et here’s the stunt, raw diet mostly.

I am overworked in my daily life, maybe thats possibly why I look like this, hey it’s the chapeau

But then there are days, when I have prof portraits to take et I look at 100 of them, et I am soo Over it.  I am so over the top with myself it’s actually unhealthy.

So, i wanted to share such with all of Womanhood,  that ever so delicately think that  being a petite size 0 is king et a face without age is Queen.

That’s pure merde. We live to age darlings, even Madonna knows this but nevertheless, her face is out of the world at au courant.

   Oops, I said it. 

But your logic on beauty today, It’s quite not very true. Unfortunately beauty is so within that nearly 95 percent of us, will not find our true beauty. It’s not Botox, or lips like a bloddy fish or the 24 inch waist, darlings come closer,

they lied, it’s inside of you. Voila, please that Christopher Columbus ain’t got a thing on me.
I have just discovered moi. Go on lush yourselves in laughter

But hey Valentino et Prada may help, a lot, a whole lot, a whoooollle lot, trust me,  but after a very short while, you are back to insufficient

That’s coming from a 4o something year old. With a million hats, great threads, everything anyone would want, kind of lady,

“C’est moi. Merci beaucoup darling husband, you are the man.”

Let’s focus darlings, it’s very important to
work within et hence towards the out. And stop trying to look like anyone, look like you, love yourself, they say, believe in you. They say.

they, they have a lot of time non?All of your Physical imperfections, they are yours not Dr Hyde in Manhasset.

Et oui, I am still over the top at my portraits et my lack of, “wow dam girl you are A snack!”

I laugh, milly called me a snack. I didn’t know what brand, but then she explained it, “mother it means,

you are fine, as heck.”

But a snack, I am literally lost in why we pay so much to educate our children et their English today is so lol, fomo, am et the rest. My favorite lately is, bruh. Please don’t laugh, i even have my husband saying, bruh.
Welcome to 2021 bruh. So when you look in the mirror today, repeat after me,

“Damn I look like, like a snack.”

Hopefully  gluten free.

I swear motherhood is a different sort of take, et I am a very uptight lady,  et 1920’s according to my Milly, but I sort of deep down like the different her

J’adore you M.

Dearest  you, she’ll be so mad et me, et one more funny before I …  the other day I went on to college campus et there was a sign on someone’s door it said,

nugs not drugs.
My husband wants me to knock on their door et drop off nuggets. I hope that’s chicken nuggets

oui?

I cannot world. It seems like I missed that part of my life, the one where you were fun everyday et immature et the part where anyone did nugs!!

Dear Jesus et Mary. Save us.

I hope I didn’t degrade my perfect score as Rianna S, I think you ought to know, I am also human. But I shall vow et I herby declare,

I am not a snack y’all

 

I bid you adieu,

RS

Ps, the birds are still alive et bloddy nosiest  as heck. They hate me
I am abouts to play right next to their humble abode, Luciano Pavarotti. Loudly.  Haha, yup that’s what’s going on.

It’s being called Bird mannerisms class

 

                 for free!