Leigh tried the organic, herbal soap sent by a European friend and now smells like someone who never cuts or colors her hair and wears Guatemalan prints to Wholefoods.
I can add my testimony that the bathroom smells of eau de hippy.
Gah, It's been six hours and I still smell like I need to pop over to Dancing Moon for a dreamcatcher and world-music cd.
Then when we get home I'll bust out the acoustic guitar for a few choruses of "Blowin' in the wind". By the way, it's nine Bob. Nine.
I would do the hippy spin dance while you play, but this stench is clogging my chakras.
Clogged chakras? More fibre in your diet.
Or a nux vomica colonic. I joined a Moon Circle just now and one of my fellow womyn highly recommended it.
Let me know how it goes when I get home from my mens group. Today we're sitting in a forest screaming primally and beating bearskin drums.
Hurry home so we can talk about feelings. It's the secret to a successful heteronormative relationship. In the meantime, I'm throwing out all my razors, shaving cream and makeup.
Does this mean I'm giving up moisturiser? And I'm not doing anything heteronormative. I'm adventurous but there are limits.
I just scheduled a couple's energy healing session for us. We need to get to the core of this masculine desire of yours to dominate the goddess in me by one-upping me in this conversation.
Namaste
Namaste
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