Perhaps I've mentioned in the past how my mother encourages me to live on the wild side, such as when she says "Larissa, just don't wear a bra!" or when I ask her if my shirt is too low, or my dress is too short, she says "Flaunt it while you still got it!"
Too bad for her she has a prude for a daughter!
Today after taking a shower I stepped out to realize, TO MY HORROR, that I'd forgotten to bring my towel into the bathroom with me.
Poking my head out the bathroom door, I tell my mom in the kitchen to avert her eyes so I can make the scandalous dash to my room.
She obliges.
But when I get to my room, which has two floor to ceiling windows that face the main street, I realize, TO MY HORROR AGAIN, that I've left my curtains open.
"NOOO," I yell, "MY CURTAINS ARE OPEN," and I run to the next room to conceal myself.
My mother hears my cries and says "There's people outside, they'll witness you!"
"NOOO," I yell again, and I ask my mother "REALLY?"
"NOOO," I yell again, and I ask my mother "REALLY?"
"YEAH!" says my mom, "YOU SHOULD FLASH THEM!"
Oh mother.
She says I can just grab another towel from the linen closet if I'm so outraged, but after a few more seconds of humming and hawwing in the nude, I tell her I'm gonna just go into my room anyway.
"If they don't like it they don't have to look," I announce, to which my mom yells back: "ATTA GIRL."
This has nothing to do with my scandalous past outlined in this blog entry.
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