butt buffer

This morning, my ass unchanged from the 20 minutes of faux yoga I did last night (lying on my yoga matt, watching X-files reruns on OMNI-something, with my kitty on my belly) I decide to try something new. A butt buffer from the faery's tub. I asked the alchemist known as freakgirlspew to make me something in a bar format since my new apartment has no tub (sad, sad casper with no tub). Well, she did. And it rocks. I rub myself down before the water runs with this cake-y thing that smells yummy and sloughs off the ooginess of dead skin cells, and i secretly believe it also removes the bad vibes that cause cellulite.

With the combined efforts of my X-files yoga cat-snuggle and the faery's butt buffing magic, i will be wearing hot pants in no time. pictures to follow...