De-Fuzzing & other girly horrors

These past few months with me having no man in my life or even on the distant horizon, I have been pretty lax about waxing and plucking etc.

What is the point of going through the pain and the expense of a wax and there is nobody to appreciate it?

The other day I decided to do something about it, because I am really not a fan of lots of hair (except on my head where it should be)
So I go to a new salon and book the appointment.

Have I been out of it that long?

Wherever I have been it's always referred to as  Full Brazillian - removal of ALL hair (also known as the Hollywood) or a normal Brazillian which leaves a small patch of hair (landing strip)

So in I innocently walk and ask for a "brazillian" (Heaven knows why I felt like subjecting myself to this god-awful pain)

I lie down and start chattering away to the lady (I feel very uncomfortable doing this and tend to talk to mask my nerves)

I was not concentrating at all until I felt half my hair disappear with one savage tug.  It was then I realised that she was Removing. It. All.

Turns out that it was a good thing I did it.

That night I got lucky with Iron Man.

On my last night at Sun City, Iron Man asked me to stay the night with him instead of going home.

I was so tempted to as it would have been wonderful to wake up in his arms and there is nothing quite as nice as action first thing in the morning when you are still warm from sleeping.

As luck would have it, my period started and even though he was really understanding and asked me to stay with him anyway and cuddle, I left.

Besides, how on earth would I explain this to my work colleagues?

Sometime it really sucks to be a woman!

 

The Parlotones

The Parlotones are an extremely popular South African band who are in the process of taking Europe by storm.

They have travelled to Germany a few times & they were the first SA band to have their own show at our local event venue - The Dome.

Usually only international artists appear here.

I recently had the pleasure of meeting the band members just before a show.

What a great bunch of guys! Down to earth and really nice.

Humble, soft-spoken and cute!

The drummer even brought me a coldrink!

Check out this video called Push Me to the Floor - one of my favourite songs of theirs. And this video is so well done - I love it.
Kind of has that Johnny Depp / Corpse Bride type feel to it!

If you ever see their album titled Stardust Galaxies, do yourslef a favour and get a copy!

Finally some action!

It has been a very long dry spell for me in the action department.

I am pleased to announce that it has been broken. (WOO HOO!!)

Iron Man and I have known each other for about a year.

He has always had an interest in me, and I only know this because he made a comment that he thinks I have a hot body and better cleavage.

He is 28, so we have very similar interests.

Anyway, long story short. This time I gave in to his flirting and spent the night with him.

Holy crap - he is amazing in bed! Super attentive and I like a man who takes control.

I spent a few nights with him for some fun and I suppose the fact that nobody else knows, makes it more delicious.

I have been going to the gym and those nights I worked muscles that the gym does not even touch!

Some of the reasons I loved being with him:

• He plays footsie footsie with me at dinner
• He sends me sexy, flirty and sweet messages
• He BBMs me to tell me I am Hot, even though he is sitting right across from me
• He bought 10 Tequila shots so that he could get me a cute cowboy hat because he thought I would like it (I loved it)
• He kept me warm at a show while it was freezing cold.
• He loves my butt
• He sends me a kiss on BBM every morning.
• He asked me so sweetly to cuddle up to him and stay the night with him
• He put a funny half naked photo of himself as my screensaver on my phone when I wasn't looking
• We play a fun game every day where we have t guess what colour underwear the other is wearing - if we get it wrong, we send a pic in our underwear, If we get it right, we get a pic with no underwear on.
  To date, we have yet to be right! But I have a blast receiving all his photos and taking sexy pics for him too.
• We have a code-name for sex.  This way we can throw it into casual conversation and no-one will have any idea what we are talking about.
• One of my sweetest memories: He told me I am Lovely while kissing his way down my body. For some reason that simple little comment really touched me.
• 2nd favourite memory: 1 night we were out at a "club" and he leaned over and gave me a gentle kiss on my shoulder.
  My pulse starts racing even now when I think of that tender, sexy gesture.

At the end of the day though, it wasn't just about sex.
I seem to have developed a soft spot for him.
I enjoy being with him, he makes me feel really sexy & I love being folded in his arms when he hugs me. I love that I have seen the softer side of him and I really wish that I had been able to spend a whole night in his arms.

And I really miss him.

He makes me feel like a woman, and I am really glad that he was the one who broke the dry spell, it was worth the wait.....
He has now gone back home... I only get to see him in November again. It's gonna be a long few months!

Pity about the 1 little ... complication