Supermodel's Legs

Supermodel's Legs TraducidaSupermodel's Legs This morning it occurred to me. I might not look quite like the natural blonde. And I can't help but feel conned. The picture on the packet showed a model with no baggage, promising wild sex and marriage with a big colour chart wand. This morning it occurred to me. I never quite have a supermodel's legs. (Never in a million years!) Unless I cut each one in half. Become half and octopus- the two become synonymous. With cocaine, glamour, riches, beauty and crack. I took a trip to the National Gallery for something more refreshing in what Rueben saw. My supermodel's legs. Think they were plucked from a Rueben-esque world. My supermodel's legs. Look pretty crap on a 5-foot-4 girl. Women, men and in-betweens- why don't you just stop dieting? Go bake, eat cake, go cheer, drink beer! Worrying is boring! If people said eat loads of cake, you wouldn't want much anyway. And then you would've and stuffed your face, and looked like King Henry the VIII. Present; We're told off every day for living our lives the wrong damn way. ''Suck my left one!'' is what I say if I want six coffees a day! Women, men and in-betweens- why don't you just stop dieting? Go bake, eat cake, go cheer, drink beer! Worrying is b-boring! Oh, I get more turned on by pink cupcakes than heroin. Not ''Rock n' Roll'', I'm much more Mary Popppins. Oh, supermodel's legs. They never held up much weight in my world. Oh, supermodel's legs. 'Cuz women should be women, girls should be allowed to be girls. (Too right!)