Friday, December 14, 2007
Bare Naked Ladies
Over at Medbh's there is a terrific post on the Ryan Air Calendar full of their naked or nearly naked employees - but not employees to them, of course, but referred to by their bosses as "girls". I honestly thought that sort of lingo had fled Ireland, which was one of the reasons I fled Ireland, back in the day. Silly me.
I am heartily sick of the plastic nudity around me. Mainly female flesh on display to entice the male into opening his wallet, I would think. Are men disappointed when they see an honest-to-goodness female naked beside them? I mean most of us come without airbrushing or those odd stagnant silicone breasts. Unless we've been under the knife. Which I haven't. I've been tempted a few times, to be honest, just to get rid of the loose chin. But the friends that have taken the plunge never seem to know when to stop. And that has stopped me.
One of my friends, a fairly well to do architect, has spent nearly $100,000 on her T&A along with lipo on the stomach and so many procedures on her face that she no longer looks like herself and I keep checking her, trying the find the old L lurking in there somewhere in the unnatural smoothness of her fifty-five year old face. Like a death's head. Her breasts are perma-perked and she sleeps with men twenty years younger than herself.
What do you talk about with them? I ask her.
Who's talking? She laughs at me.
God sometimes I feel unbearably prudish and wrinkly skinned (and saggy-breasted - let's not go there!)
And then, Sweet Jaybuzz, I think I've now seen it all but I haven't.
There is more to come as evidenced by this woman baring it all in her local pub to raise cash for her local football team. She's 102!!!!
Can we stop now please? Is nothing sacred?