The 'SexyBack' Chronicles of Kris - 05/15/09

Sometimes I feel bashful within myself, actually more so than sharing the hilarity that is my life. Funny thing happens - I begin to embrace more of my quirkiness when I finally type it out on the Blackberry and hit send. (*MESSAGE: I NEED AN ENDORSEMENT DEAL!) So without further adieu...

Good Morning,Greetings from Atlanta, GA. There's only a week left before the big shindig AKA McAllister-Washington-Phipps Family Reunion. Let's throw our peaches in the air! :)

I came into town a few days early for my cousin's bachelorette party. Being that I had never attended one, I had absolutely no idea what to expect so I invited one other friend/Chronicler to join in the festivities. I knew there'd be a male dancer but even up until I walked up to the door, I thought 'What on Earth do you do at a Bachelorette party?' I arrived about an hour late so my cousin and her guests were already playing a game by the time I walked in. So I came in on, 'I hate being Sexy because...' and then the person had to complete the sentence. Now, I didn't hear the rules properly so instantly, I froze up. Awwwww damn! Do we have to talk about anything with those letters?

Ok, so yes most of us are adults here but I am a self-proclaimed girlwoman, hear me roar! *Sigh* I've been told I am a late bloomer but I think I'm right on time...sometimes. Other days, I'm all nervous, like when I came in and all the women were laughing and giggling. Initially, I thought we had to come up with something we think IS sexy (like kinda naughty actually) so when it was my turn to go up, I just said something that's really completely and utterly untrue...if you ask me personally, I'll just tell ya but for the sake of internet privacy, I'll keep it to myself.

So anyway, my cousin and her friends who knew me were like, 'Is that Kristen?' and I'm thinking, 'Girl, no...I am lying my ass off. I don't know a thing about what I just said.' So because I was fearful of being embarassed (actually more like a deer caught in headlights), I made up something that made me MORE embarassed once I realized I was playing the wrong game! Aaaah well... It happens.

I'm sure no one else cared about my response but I felt kind of red for another 30 minutes. 'Oh my goodness, I just said something that I don't really don't believe.' Well guess what Kristen, it happens. So the night continued on with all these dancing games and male dancing fun...and all I wondered was what my friends and I would look like at a bachelorette party now and then in 7 years cause of course I was the baby of the bunch just dancing and having people think I'm all skilled and everything, when I'm a pretty reserved person until Victoria Fierce is let out of the bag. Sigh.

So it was fun but really, I should have just been myself and answered that first question simply instead of TRYING TOO HARD and feeling like I had to lie and give an extreme line (which actually wasn't even that risque but in my head, it was. LOL). Sometimes - no MOST times - being natural, just as you are without a care, is sexy enough no matter what the setting. So once that mentality truly sinks in in regards to more intimate matters of the heart, body, and soul, I'll be good. What can I say...I'm getting there. I'm a work in progress. And that, my friends, is the truth.

It's been real,
Kris