Randoms

Last night, while griping about parts of our bodies that we don't like, I turned to my friends, grabbed my saddlebags, and said, "This is the problem for me. Right here. I'm pretty much fine with the rest, but I hate these!"

My French friend turned to me and said, "It just means you have to exercise more."

I turned to my other, American friend and said, "Ok, I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that. No what is your response?"

Without skipping a beat she said, "What saddlebags? You have nothing to worry about! Great legs."

The French friend blushed, walked away, and yelled back, "I can't believe I didn't respect the protocol!" in shame.

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When I showed up at work yesterday, Vinnie was putting away a Very Important Photographer's book. As he did so, he told me the story of when his friend, AnorexicGirl, was stopped on the street by said photographer. He wanted to take pictures of her, but she never went because she was afraid the guy just wanted to get her nekkid. Of course, she later realized he was the real deal, and she regretted not becoming famous via his photos.

When Vinnie told me the story, I relayed my own about being stopped on the street that very morning by the man who wanted to paint my cheekbones. I mentioned that I, too, wouldn't do it either, for the same reasons AnorexicGirl had.

Vinnie turned to me and said, "Yeah, but back then AnorexicGirl was so beautiful. I mean, it would make sense that someone would stop her and ask to take photos of her." His tone insinuated that her situation was different than mine, and that obviously in my case the guy was just some scammer.

I said, "Vinnie, what the hell? You just straight out said I'm not beautiful enough for somebody really to want to paint me."

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I am addicted to strawberry-banana smoothies. I just feel so damn good after I drink one.