I’ve always wanted to be a Bombshell, and am grateful to chocolate and french bread for making it all possible.
Like a lot of women, I always have my eye on what I consider to be my five extra pounds.
I live in Los Angeles, which may explain how I hound those five pounds when they would really like to help fill me out.
They keep throwing up their hands and yelling, “Just move to freakin’ Kansas already, because we could use some extra company.”
Stinking L.A., man. It’ll mess with your curves.
We discussed our nascent project and then it all became about me me me. I thought my Married Sex series really needed a vixen to represent it, and that vixen should be me.
I asked Beth to make me look as beautiful as humanly possible, then photograph me for time and all eternity as one of a bevy 1950s pin up girls.
I didn’t know if I could pull it off, but once you’re creeping up on 50 you just say, “If not now? When?”
You also begin to quote Risky Business, “What the Fuck! Because ‘What the Fuck’, brings freedom. Freedom brings opportunity, opportunity makes your future!”
Beth sent me off to gorgeous make-up artist, Bre Ortola of Alchemy Mineral Blends, who spackled and painted and glued my face, until I looked better than I ever knew I could.
Then it was off to Beth’s studio; a barn on a sprawling farm where weddings and such-like events occur .
There I squeezed into my vintage-inspired swimsuits, midlife crisis red stilettos and struck a pose or two.
I am thrilled with the results.
Being me, I see some flaws, but I also see a lush, laughing, lovely woman enjoying life.
And a big part of my big smiles came from posing for a lean, laughing, lovely woman who looked through her approving lens at me and only saw Beauty.
Beth. Thank you thank you thank you. Now, I’m off to breath fire and swallow swords, because I feel so badass. xo S
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