Bimbos, bimboization, bimbos I admire and the philosophy of bimboism. Written by a real life bimbo, wife and mom.
A bimbo is an impractical child of pleasure, a student of pleasure, an anarchist, a pervert, a hedonist, a slave only to freedom; living a modern saturnalia.
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I am often asked how I balance being a mom and a bimbo. I have to say I don’t see any contradiction and it really hasn’t presented challenges for me. Do I have biggish fake boobs, a lasered pussy, permanent makeup and a somewhat sexy wardrobe? Sure. But that doesn’t prevent me from making breakfast, being loving or driving them around. Do I let their dad take naughty pictures of me? Yes. Have I fucked a few of his friends for his entertainment? Yes (but not when the girls were around). Have I gotten dumber or at least a lot less intellectual in the past few years? Probably yes, but honestly once they’re in junior high they’re pretty much doing their own homework anyway.
The only thing that maybe is risky IMHO is that I do inhale rubber cement and I smoke 420 and sometimes that is a little hard to hide or I’m spacier than I otherwise would be. I should probably quit that.
I’m thinking of getting my next boob job a bit bigger. My main limit is that I don’t want to embarrass them too much at school. So it has to be big but not like jokey big.
So…those are my thoughts on that. :)