Diary of Lisa Taylor, reluctantly 42 (and a half)

Or.. 'f.ck me I'm forty.. two.. and a half', though can look 38 on a - not so deluded - good day. Or 'How to reconcile a well experienced mind trapped in a still - but for how long? – youthful body.' Don't have the 30somethings angst/problems, neither have the resigned (?) ageing baby-boomers in safe family territory outlook yet. Here's how I cope, one day all sexy women will get old... but never invisible. © Lisa Taylor 2005/6/7/8/9. Jeez.. so much for the 42 and-a-half delusion

Thursday, April 16, 2009

16 April - Bonus & Anus

Just as well that I had not totally lost faith in the so called bonus culture because guess what, I got one and it's 'only' 25% less than last year, which on balance is about right. It was a calculated risk then to spend money on silly things like contouring legs but ... I was still not in debt and doing my bit for keeping Britain going.

I'm not patronising restaurants and bars (though going to Cecconi's on Saturday and why not) but passing wealth on to clinics. And what's more they'll get repeat business when it comes to lifting the bosom which is still fine for now and in the very near future from my sister who's going to deal with her fine lines round the mouth, and a friend who wants the flabby tummy gone. She'd also like a vaginal reduction 'so I can feel something, anything' but that's a different clinic I think. I'd like my ass bleached. I have clearly bought into the porn look which is exactly that in mainstream stuff. But it seems silly. Am sure I can try and buy into the brazilian porn canon instead of the caucasian american one and all will be fine. It's always all just in your head.


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