Majestic Mutterings
Monday, September 1, 2008
Querying Queenie Sept 08
To be perfectly frank, I’m not too sure about the body beautiful. It’s a tricky one – on the one hand there’s the school of thought that says true beauty comes from within and it just doesn’t matter what the outer casing looks like. Then there are your peepers, or feelers if you can’t actually see, that tell you PHWOAAAR. She looks and feels just right and I fancy it her. Same old story! But of course that beauty is the candy of whichever the beholder; the big muscle mary ahead could be the biggest turn off if what really gets you going is the lovely forty stone hair-fest passing by stage left.
This being the Queenie column though, I thought I’d work out whether or not I’m trying to keep MY body beautiful, what with the years creeping up and all. Do I look after myself more now than I did in my hedonistic youth?
1. Breakfast. The most important meal of the day, apparently. I used to be quite good at it – cereals occasionally, toast and marmalade often. Now I’m crap – never knowing what I want so often not bothering. Though this may have something to do with no longer liking milk and getting stomach ache from all but the most artisan of breads, I like to think that it’s because when I was young I inevitably went to bed plastered and eating breakfast was merely to stave off my awful hangover. Hangovers of any magnitude tend to happen far less frequently now as I’m so much more sensible with my drinking!!!???!!!
2. Excersise. Once I’d shaken off the sportiness off my youth I stopped any form of formal excersise, and odd horse riding episodes aside (plus a ridiculously short gym membership – two attendances then a flee forever), I’ve never taken it back up. But whilst I’m still carrying at least some vinyl about along with my cd’s and dancing my arse off whenever I or any of my fave dj’s are playing I’m getting great work-outs even if they aren’t concentrating on buffing up particular parts of my frame. And I’m three stone lighter than I was in my early twenties, though I’m sure that’s just to do with having better (and more frequent) sex.
3. Recreationals. Hmmmm – I used to drink like a fish. All the time. Now I’m a tadpole during the week, a whale at the weekends.
4. Diet. I used to eat a lot of chips, kebabs etc. I was shite at cooking. I still eat chips, but food-wise it’s a far healthier diet for this older Queenie – I love cooking fresh stuff which must help with that inner beauty. Even if I’m still useless at breakfast!
So – am I looking after myself better than I used to? I’m lucky, loved and healthy now – and I couldn’t ask for more than that. It makes me feel beautiful whatever I’m looking like. Astonishing!!!
xxxxxxHRH
# posted by Queen Josephine : 9:44 AM