I was walking around the house the other night in a bra and undies, and I felt liberated – I was free, I was sexy, I was… almost nude… walking around (for a while I might add)… and it felt amazing! It’s a feeling of abandonment that I’ve missed in my recent years of roommate consideration and living in a cold climate (hey, San Francisco is cold… especially in the Richmond… and especially since I refuse to use my heat in June… ok, yeah, yeah, I’m a wuss). As I walked to and fro, I thought to myself, “How is it that I have given up this delicious feeling for the past 3 years?”. There was a period when walking around in such a cavalier way was the norm, much to the hilarity of my roommates at the time – nudity was nothing to them as they would think, “There she goes again” (I’ve mentioned I went to school in Arizona, so most people were walking around half nude outdoors, let alone in their homes… you can see where the normalcy of it all derived from). As I’ve gotten older,
it started occurring less, much to my current chagrin.
I read once that walking around nude bestows you a certain confidence and makes you walk taller as it gives you a sense of entitlement, freedom, and that certain ‘je ne sais quoi’ (which I like to think of as pure sexiness… it is in my head anyway). I fully believe this to be true, and recommend everyone try it if they haven’t or don’t already. Everyone should go home tonight and take a little nude stroll, whether it’s from your bedroom to the bathroom, or simply full on naked lounging. Either way, I know it will give you a feeling of confidence, assurance, and even beauty (it may make you want to get frisky, too, which is definitely a plus) – it definitely feeds the soul and boosts you up, trust me. So that’s my theory… get naked and feel better (man, if only world peace were that easy… well, it might be come to think of it. Can you imagine fighting with someone if everyone was naked? Not very scary, just really funny… haha!)!
Happy nakedness!
Peace and Love XO
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At my gym, which let me preface by saying, boasts the attendance of the older more “eclectic” crowd in the Richmond District of San Francisco, has a sauna that I like to think of as my reward for actually working out – it’s either that or a donut, hence my eternal love and devotion to and for the sauna. As you can imagine, there are some characters that like to get their sweat on, and of course chat me up. I’ll just let you in on some highlights of the past week:
- Seeing/hearing an older woman who, consequently, looks as if the hard train of life has hit her whilst being tied to the proverbial tracks, wielding a stick-like crystal and waiving it frantically around her figure as she let me know about how the end of the American presidential office is near (she’s sure!) since her Russian friend let her know about a proverb saying so that she learned while growing up in Russia.
- A man who sits in the room for about 2 hours with 3 bottles of water. He looks as if he’s dead when he leaves. Poor man… I wonder if anyone will ever tell him you’re only supposed to be in there 20 minutes?
- A lovely queen who told me about his being stopped by the Mexican Federallys 6 weeks ago because he had ridden a horse along the beach, and they were worried he might have gotten too close to the Mexican animals to be let back in the US. Consequently, he kept reiterating his innocence to me, which made me wonder, “What do they mean, too close, and are you sure you didn’t?”.
- A woman from Russia who let me know that her first sentence she wrote while taking the citizenship test was, “I like chocolate chip cookies”. Profound.
Can’t you just see why I love it?!… I mean, where else on Earth would I meet these people, let alone strike up a convo? They’re absolutely endearing. I think the swimsuit gives everyone a false sense of intimacy… I know I feel closer to someone once I see them half naked and dripping. Haha! Lovely visual, I know. Happy sweating!
Peace and Love XO
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There is this great little Indonesian restaurant buried away in the Richmond District called Bamboo Village. It’s on Geary between Cook St. and Blake St. and everything I’ve ever eaten there is delicious! Particularly good is the Martabak Telor appetizer and the Beef Rendang… mmm… tasty.
The first time I went there I was with some friends and we happened to see it on a walk and thought it looked cute (you know, choosing a place for all the important reasons…ha!). Each time I go, it’s more delicious than I remember, and I try to eat new things every time.
This is one of those places where everything is good and comes to your table piping hot, so you have nothing to lose trying anything. It’s completely family owned, so you even see the owners’ three year old son walking back and forth from the back to the dining area at times if it’s slow in the dining section. Cute!
It’s really tasty and something new if you haven’t tried Indonesian. Happy eating!
Peace and love XO
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