What is Sexier than this?

SEXY?

Is it a very short skirt with an even larger hem with a belt that actually covers the length of the skirt? IS it boobs popping out of bra that hardly fits and a brain the size of a pea or is it a bowl of braised peas in a bit of butter and onion just the way you remember it when your mom cooked a big Sunday lunch?

IS it sexy when like magic you change butter and sugar into a creamy icing with a dash of coco delicatly draped like a satin sheet over a soft spongey chocolate round cake light and tastey or heavy and rich with caramel and cream?

What about a steamy hot pot of butter chicken, seductively aromatic, a rich deep orange colour, a thick spreadable texture that softly coats basmati rice in its strong and erotic flavours teasing your tastebuds and torturing your nose with desire?

So what do you think is sexy?

alive

My feet hurt cause these heels are painful and unkind inventions that make me taller and hence slimmer and ever so sexy.

For a month I have been working at THE COMPANY and I need to pinch myself to believe that tomorrow is the 1^st December.

A HAPPPPYYYY BIRTHDAY to my cousin Sadiqa who turns 21 yet again!!

It makes me realize that one hardly has time to smell the flowers. We have a frangipani tree in our garden and honest to god as much as I love those pretty flowers I do not know if they have bloomed as yet. I have not looked at them. They are my favorite flowers and no I cannot buy them at Woolies as you can with almost every other conceivable item.

They tiny are white with this yellow centre but they smell like an expensive perfume, sweet and feminine, and that something extra that just makes dreams come true.

I am alive and happy none the less.

Had a really super weekend that passed and tomorrow I go watch the New Bond movie. Oh yeah baby!

I hope tomorrow I don’t forget to smell the frangipanis…

new

I sat there daunted by the gleaming silver tables. The girls looked intimidating and unfriendly. I wore my new suit and felt stiff and awkward.

In my discomfort zone I get nauseous for a familiar face, an sms from HIM comforfts me some what.

I Know that I was going to be ok before I even got here.

Five days have passed by too quickly, and the learning curve is nearly perpendicular to the axis which I thought I would never get to.

Shiny things only shine from certain angles, and when you look at it from a different perspective its almost a different picture altogether.

My first week at my new work is going just fineJ