Ladies, if you have never done a sexy photo shoot before, YOU MUST DO ONE. It will be the sexiest you have ever felt or looked. You will also feel like you are recreating the hilarious photo shoot scene from Austin Powers but we’ll get onto that later… I’ve always wanted to do a boudoir … More The Boudoir Shoot
You know the film Dumbo? You know at the start when the storks are delivering the babies to all the animals in the circus? Mrs Jumbo looks up hopefully as every single stork flies by and misses her out? I’m Mrs Jumbo. Here’s the situation. I know we shouldn’t compare ourselves with others. It’s not … More Losing at the shittiest race in life
Let’s face it, no one wants their mum to wash their laundry when you’re over 30 and it’s the weekend before ovulation do they? Because amongst the laundry, she’s going to find my sexy lacy black underwear that I’ve been wearing, but she’s also going to find The Pants* We all have The Pants don’t … More Of all the weekends for the washing machine to break…
And boy did those pipes need clearing out. 29 days worth of shit was clogged in there. It was CD8 yesterday. Ovulation is approaching. I’d said to Dave last week that we needed to blast some boys out because otherwise after nearly a month of no daylight for his lads (except a sporadic wank here … More Clearing out the pipes
It could be the sunny warm weather of late, or my approaching holiday to Sicily in 4 weeks, or the end of term being nigh, or the chilled day we’ve enjoyed together today, or the fact AF has fucked off after 5 days, but I’m feeling positive about this upcoming cycle. I didn’t get round … More Telling the negative committee that meets inside my head to sit down and STFU
And cry down the phone to your girlfriend for 10 minutes whilst you literally say nothing. Just holding your phone to your ear and sobbing. And she’s just there, listening, telling you to breathe. I needed that last night. A close friend messaged me to say she was pregnant with her second child. It was … More Sometimes all you can do is cry.
I am a thong girl. Not a cheese grater type G string (unless it’s sexy time 😉) but a standard thong. I’ve been wearing them since I was 17 or 18 so a good 13 years now. Big pants only come out when it’s my time of the month. Dave knows when the big pants … More Why I will never leave the house without BUBP (Back-Up Big Pants) again…