I sat and waited for her outside her office. I had so many questions. I thought I had hit the jackpot after the Great Shift put me into Andrea’s body. She was one of the hottest women I knew. And yet I could never pull it off; I kept looking like sh*t. I needed her advise.
She laughed when she saw me. And she explained being hot wasn’t just about wearing the shortest dress in her wardrobe; it was about how to wear that dress. Hiding her cellulite? Well, that often involved wearing tights under the dress. The bags under her eyes? Dealt with my the correct makeup. Split ends? She told me to remember to blow dry in the morning.
It sounded like a lot of stuff I didn’t want to do. I had always thought she just naturally hot. Andrea replied that was almost never the case. It took work.
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