Guest Blogger: "Was it Shakespeare or the Bible?"
Forget erotica. Just pick up a cookbook for the most sensuous experience of your life. When I read "Slowly braise the onions", I get such a rush--and I don't even eat onions. Or how about "Spread the apple butter on the chicken thighs". Nothing like it. Perverse yet hilarious.
Sort of like what happened the other day when I was at the gym, soaking wet from the shower and trying to put on pantyhose which I had foolishly brought in the gymbag to wear home because it was cold. I was really in a hurry because the fittest woman in the world, 60 if she was a day and totally buff, was in the shower and about to come out before I could get dressed. I could hear her feet on the tiles, and knew there was no jiggling as she came into the locker room, so I jammed on my jeans, left my bra where it was--stuck upside down and backwards on my waist (all you women know the drill--you put it on that way so you can do it up, then twist it around and fall into it, snapping the straps). I slammed my bare feet into my runners, stowed my gear and ran for the lobby. When I realized I had left my car keys on the locker room bench, I had no choice but to go back, casually, and get them. On my way out, reflected in all the locker room mirrors, I could see this ridiculous woman, tightass, struggling to walk in spite of the pantyhose jammed on her thighs, with a sports bra trailing out of her bag, and a not-sports bra hanging below the front of her sweatshirt, and yes, it was me. The very picture of perverse yet funny.
I had managed to comb my hair though and I think I walked with great dignity to the back seat of my car, where I stayed on the floor until all my extremities turned blue.
Vanity, thy name is Lorna, and I suffer for it, but that never seems to teach me anything. I had to touch up my nails before I could use the keyboard.
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—Lorna
Labels: Cloakfest, Guest Post
1 Comments:
Ugh, changing in gyms is the worst. That's a great story. The bra part really cracked me up ... how odd that must've felt.
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