Man, I don’t know what it is, but I just love Girls Next Door. I’ve watched every season so far, and I am so putting the DVD’s on my Christmas list this year.

Growing up, I always had this fascination about my father’s Playboy collection. I would give him about a week when they came in the mail to read them; then I would sneak in his room after school and read them myself, yes read them from front to back. Okay and look at the pictures. It wasn’t anything sexual; it was more of a curiosity of becoming a woman type of thing.

A lot of what I thought a woman should look like came from those early years of looking at those magazines. It wasn’t until waaaaay later that I learned those photos were touched up and made the women look perfect, when in fact they had freckles just like me. And it wasn’t until waaaaay after that when I learned that those individual things about my body were what made me special and sexy in my own way.

It’s so odd now when I look at Holly, Bridget, and Kendra’s photo spreads. What I use to think was the perfect beautiful woman isn’t that anymore. They are so beautiful and glamorous in their pictures still, but they are by far so much more beautiful and sexy when they are talking on camera about something they are passionate about or rolling around on the floor with their dogs. Well okay, Kendra just ain’t that bright, but she is pretty in her pictures! HA!

On this day..


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