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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Fri, Jan 11
... All dressed up and nowhere to go
I'm showered, shampooed, contitioned, shaved, lotioned, plucked, masked, peeled, and polished. I feel like such a girly girl tonight, but it's so great. My legs are smooth--not a rushed, half-done job in a rush in the morning--and lotioned, so they're really soft. My eyebrows ctually look like something besides bushes above my eyes. My face is all nice and smooth, thanks to a facial mask--one of the peel-off sorts that, when it dries, looks like saran wrap stretched over the face. My nails look good, for once. I put on some good girly Celine Dion music, love songs that I used to listen to in junior high.

These are the times when I feel most beautiful. Beautiful, pretty, clean, and no one to look or feel this good for, except me. But sometimes, that's the best person to be beautiful for.
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posted at 10:34 p.m.