A Hairy Situation: 4 Paotie and the Ladies

I think Paotie considers himself a Ladies' Man, so he's invited to this post...I'll try to teach him a thing or two about women.

Btw, waxed men...not sexy.
That little patch of chest hair that escapes from a shirt...SO sexy.

And as for the rest of the women out there...I wonder if you feel the same way as I do about leg hair in the winter.

When summer ends, I breathe a sigh of relief and launch the cellulite cream and Nairy stuff from my terrace. Ahhhhhhhh, bikini free and leg hair blowin' in the autumn breeze. See, I'd love to be able to be a wax candidate but my legs are so long that I would have to literally spend two hours in strapping agony, and I am not that masochistic.
*Cringe*
So, I use the depilatory cream with the fake razor stuff-works miracles and leaves my legs feelin' oh so smooth.

I HIGHLY recommend this stuff.

When I was about seven, I was so fascinated watching my mom shave her legs that I picked up her disgusting razor in the bathtub and started shaving mine-yup, age seven. About a year later, my mom caught me and screamed for like twenty minutes about what an idiot I was for shaving. I didn't understand what the big deal was, and so that's when I stopped shaving for about ten years, then started again. I used a razor until I came to Italy, almost threw up after spending my first day on the beach with a bunch of underarm hair
*sorry, not even Julia Roberts can make that appeal to me*
and learned that waxing was the Italian way of life...and a lot better for your skin...although extremely painful.

I ran into a problem last week, see the cream stuff finished after one leg and half a bikini, so I was like half woman-half beast...note: the beast side was on Luca's side of the bed. I tried the depilation four days later and like an idiot started on the same leg and ran out again. What's a girl to do? I refuse to use the razor, because then I get the horrendous leg itch that leaves heinous red spots, so I am still half sexy-half hairier beast.

Note: I am aware that some women find leg hair sexy...much easier life and more power to ya.


Anyway, on the subject of my mom, she sent me one of those messages that works its way around the world, but this one is a little different...these are Maya Angelou's words. I took an African-American literature course in College and fell in love with Maya Angelou's life, writing style and poetry. She is a truly wise woman...wonder what she said about Obama - gotta go look for that.

In the meantime, enjoy:

In April, Maya Angelou was interviewed by Oprah on her 70+ birthday.. Oprah asked her what she thought of growing older.

And, there on television, she said it was 'exciting.'

Regarding body changes, she said there were many, occurring every day...like her breasts. They seem to be in a race to see which will reach her waist, first.

The audience laughed so hard they cried. She is such a simple and honest woman, with so much wisdom in her words!

Maya Angelou said this:

'I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.'

'I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.'

'I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.'

'I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as 'making a life.'

'I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.'

'I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw some things back..'

'I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.'

'I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.'

'I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.'

'I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.'

'I' ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.'