Fake Tits and Tatted Lips

One morning while I was in Florida, I got up early and headed to the beach to find my friend, Renee, some seashells. So I’m walking, head down on the shore. I had waves crashing at my feet and water rolling over my toes. Birds flying above me. It was picture perfect just like every day prior I had spent on the beach. There was a couple in front of me. I watched them as I was walking toward them. She was taking a video of him running on the beach. Then she handed him the camera and went in the water. She had on a bathing suit bottom and a white tank top. As she got in the water and her shirt got wet, you could see right through it. I said hello and kept walking. She started making small talk with me about seashells and the fact that it’s the wrong time of the year to find any good ones and they are better on the Atlantic side. And I was like, yeah, maybe, but I promised I would come home with some, so I’m on a mission. And I found some. Not many, but some. So I continued on my search for shells. After a while, I turned around and headed back. I had to pass the happy couple again. By this time, it was probably about 7:30am. The lady and man were standing on the shore eating papaya. As I walked by they offered me some and I stood there and talked to them for a bit. Turns out, he lived on the beach. I won’t go so far as to assume that she did as well, but it’s possible. She looked more like a fling, especially after she went in the water to swim and he stood on the beach talking to me for ten more minutes before she got out and came to talk to us with her see fake tits showing through her see through wet white tank. She was very proud of them. Her guy and I were talking about kids when she came back. I was telling him my son was a tattoo artist and then she said that her lips were tattooed. And I looked and they were really cool. She was really cool. I’ve always thought about lip tattoos. I don’t wear makeup, but I would love to wake up with beautiful pink lips. Or give a blowie and not smear my lips (that never actually happens because I don’t wear lipstick at all because I don’t know how to apply it). And she was just so happy. I was in town living like a local and they were locals living like tourists. It was awesome.  I decided at that moment that I was going to aspire to be that kind of lady. So now I only have about 20 years to get my tits done and get a cool permanent lipstick. Tick Tock.

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