Less is More

I don't know why, but tonight I wish I could walk around in lingerie and do my daily activities. I'm working on homework, browsing for a snack, watching the boys throw themselves around in delight while watching football. Maybe I'm missing the ability to be in the nude all the time like I used to with Ninja. That's probably it.

I'm feeling good lately, I look good. I think I'm still losing weight, or at least I'm adjusting happily to my thinner self. Ninja seems happy - he's complimented me much more than usual. It makes me feel good all around...

My friend London is trying to convince me to buy some sexy bedroom clothes. She has quite the collection, her ex was a fan. Unfortunately, despite my confidence growing, I still think I look like crap in clothes that show leg. Boobs, I got those down. My tits are my best asset. But my ass, no. Legs, no. Ninja likes big ol' thighs and my caboose, but I just can't like what I see. Hey, I've tried. It just looks way better on models than myself.

I do have really good boobs, though. I will always credit myself with that!