Sexless appeal

I noticed my legs were a bit grizzly yesterday before hopping into the shower. So I thought to myself, well maybe I should shave. But it’s January and we have about a foot of freshly fallen snow I need to shovel and then I thought of the legs, really, why bother? And don’t give me the whole: “You should try to stay sexy for your husband” line. Let me just say, I am the unsexiest woman alive. Really, I am.

My beauty regimen consists of clipping my fingernails, cleaning out my ears with a Qtip, and washing my face. And that last one only of recently at my husband’s suggestion. I don’t blow dry my hair all the way. The only makeup I wear is mascara and eyeliner. I have never had a manicure or pedicure. I don’t wear dresses or skirts. I don’t have any underwear that are mesh or have those bungee cord contraptions that connect to thigh high pantyhose. I wear socks to bed.

Saying all this, I don’t know why my husband has sex with me. But I’ve been like this as long as he’s known me, so I haven’t just gotten lazier. I’ve been the same amount of lazy the whole time. I’ve never been super girly with any of that stuff. I used to wish I was a boy (not in the considering-gender-transformation serious way, just in the tomboy way). So maybe that’s the reason I have never tried to be a girl. Is it possible to have sex appeal without being sexy? Well, guys have slept with me. I must have some sort of appeal. Maybe it’s my personality. Oh yeah, I’m sure that’s it.

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  1. I've often thought that I'm the least sexiest person on the planet too but still, I haven't gotten kicked out of bed yet. lol You and I must be doing something right, even if it's hidden from us!

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