Tanfastic
So the Johnsons Holiday Skin experiment wasn't entirely successful. I have a slight tinge of colour - I guess I have to build it up like they say, there's a night one as well that works as you sleep.
I wonder if I'm naturally supposed to be more Dita Von Teese than Jodie Marsh? Only time will tell but I'm quite into the idea of being a sun kissed goddess for a while. I have even emailed Doctor Boo for fake tanning advice.
Walking to work this morning I saw a man in turquoise cycling shorts and nothing else. I mean nothing else. Ew. Pass the brillo pad, I feel unholy... And then I walked past a gaggle of builders and not one of them had the decency to wolf whistle or even casually leer at me. What's this world coming to?
Hmpf.
To top it all off it's the nicest weather ever today and I'm here, locked up like a caged tiger.
Ah well, it's Friday...
6 days 'til Big Brother 7!
3 comments:
You'd have got a whistle or two if it had been you in naught else but the shorts!
Yeah, I know what you mean...if I walk by a construction sight and I don't even get a glance, it makes me get in a pissy mood.
Lately, I haven't been getting the "look" either. Ugh.
I think my white skin would blind the workers if i walked by in shorts.
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