Make Me Sexy

The Witch says:

I received a message from the Lady a few days ago announcing the considerable increase in her weight. Heck, I've always been obsessing with my weight since grade school, that is, until a few years back. Looking back, I realized it wasn't that bad. I wouldn't even consider myself overweight in any way. I thought, I feel sexier now than ever, though I'm "bigger" than what I used to be. I guess sexiness is a way of thinking and should always be held with a good dose of confidence.

With that I remembered several things that would never fail to make me sexy anytime, anywhere. One would be my stilettos. I just feel so girly when I'm wearing them. Another would be my minis. I might not have the best legs, but heck, I've gotten all the right reactions from the right people, ha! Last would be my "sexy" songs. Hearing them sends tingling sensations along the small of my back. Usher's "Yeah" makes me wanna head to the dance floor and just work it! The PCD's "Buttons" just gets me goin I could jump in cold water anytime. And of course, Beyonce's "Naughty Girl" just wants to make me do an instantaneous striptease.

The Bitch Says:

This post is long overdue. ever since mozilla got blocked at the office, it became harder to edit posts.. that and the fact that the wireless connection here at home reaches everywhere but my room... tsk tsk.. the Lady recently told me.. "screw losing the 10 lbs. i cant stop eating" i laughed. ive been saying the exact same thing, screw losing the pounds. of course the Lady blames me for the gain, i dont think its very drastic. who wants to stop eating? i agree with the Witch: stilletos, minis and a good list of sexy mp3s and i dont think id ever stop feeling sexy.. although a good gaggle of men who constantly tell you that you look hot doesnt hurt either... :) hihihihi~ i think the Witch and the Lady would agree with that..

The Lady says:

Capitalizing on my weight problem, huh? Well, let's. Hihi~ It was a shock to actually see how much I really weigh now. And it was like what Oprah said about big buttocks. You've got to face it because you never know when a three-way mirror will accost you with the truth. It's better way to find out the truth on your terms than be ambushed by it. In my case, it was my friend's bathroom scale that accosted me with the astounding truth! But with that truth came the realization that I REALLY am not as young as I used to be. So much apparently has changed and memory is blurry as if looking thru a window in a rainy day.

Looking back, I can't remember the last time that I ever felt sexy. I don't think what I thought was sexy before applies to me now. Thinking of doing it concsiously, feels so ridiculous, feels manufactured. I'm no longer sure what makes me sexy.

If sexy is really all in the mind, then I'm in trouble. Sexy to me now, I think, is when I'm on the beach dancing the night away with friends or me in my pjs with my bed and it's cotton sheets, a book in hand and my favorite tunes banging in the background. Is that weird? All I know is that it's me. I still crave for the night outs dancing, that I'm so missing out now, but not as much as before.

To the Witch and the Bitch: Can and/or was there ever a time that a "who" can make us sexy? Don't like the idea but I'm thinking it's a "Yes".

The Witch says:

Since you've opened up the "who"...I have to agree. Why one man can have so much hold on me? He's the only one who can make me feel sexy and all woman. As the Lady said about one of the guys I used to date, "he's not f*ckable" and that translates to me NOT feeling sexy because I'm dating a boring father-like dud. That's mean, but it's more than honest. So keel me.