Seriously, when was the last time I painted my toes?
Hmmm…..before the camping trip I think, around Halloween.
See, I was dating The Count back then and so I kept the piggies all pretty.
Now that I am single?
Screw it, who cares? Still a peek of red polish left on a few toes and I just don’t care!
It’s a choice you can make if you are single.
No need to bother with it.
Spend the entire weekend without one if you can stand yourself that long.
Totally awesome shower curtain, click the photo if you want to purchase it or see other cool ones!
Colors. As in hair color.
For years I wanted to dye my hair just for the hell of it.
The ex-hubby was not in support.
He also didn’t care for it when I dyed just my bangs pink, said I’m too old for that.
Not against it either but you know that “look” you get from the significant others that says this isn’t one of your best ideas, so you don’t do it.
The ex-boyfriend was totally against it, he “fell in love with a blond”.
And by going red it made me a different person?
Now, I am happy with my new color.
My daughter tells me she loves it and not to go back to blond.
Being single means I can sport any color of the rainbow without caring what anyone else thinks.
Ink..as in tattoos.
I happen to like tattoos.
Not ALL over me, but I have a few and want a few more.
They are significant to ME.
I dated a guy for 5 months that didn’t want me to get more, said “I don’t want your body littered with ink”.
Key word there, my former love, YOUR…
..as in MY body.
Being single means NO one tells me not to get another tattoo.
*Note: yes those are my legs from a photo shoot I did in an abandoned theater*