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Confession to my one current reader--which maybe should be a spoken conversation, but kind of has to preface this entry, which has nothing to do with confessions...
I was nearly bisexual once.
Nearly... And once.
What have I learned from that experience? The prospect of bisexuality, or my one prospect for it, caused more problems for me than it ever stood to solve. All stories for another time and another medium than blog-land...
Okay, let's see if I can still remember how to make an html link... and even if I do I'm not sure this one will open but here goes: Click Here.
About a year and a half ago, before the grand deluge of bullshit, my Nikki was the Nikki on the left. She struggled with her post-bearing-of-children body as she had been a 95-pound stick figure before the age of 20 and before babies. As you can see in the image, she was maybe a little thicker around the waist than most of us like ourselves to be, but "mom-body" is kind of a badge of honor as long as it's not out of control as far as I'm concerned. As you can also see (if my link worked) she has some nice south of waist curves. I'm reminded of the Facebook pinup image that pops up semi-regularly of "this used to be hot (image of a healthy-weighted Marilyn Monroe) and this is what now seems to be considered hot (image of a too-thin random party girl)" and "What the hell happened to women??"
My opinion doesn't matter in this specific instance, and I'm happy for her that she hit the fitness stride that she had been searching for, but if the (absolutely unavoidable) deluge of bullshit hadn't happened... I'd really be missing those curves.
Beauty really is in the eye of the beholder, I guess...
Time for a new beginning? - 2012-10-15
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