You ever wake in the morning, toddle off to the bathroom, happen to glance in the mirror on the way...and stop...OMG, my hair looks pretty good? If only it could look this hot and sexy every morning. Not quite the sex hair look and totally not bed head, but it actually falls just the right way, hangs over your eyes in just the right places, has just the right wave to it. Of course you would not dare leave the house like this, but for a few minutes you pause and admire. Maybe you're just admiring how great you look, puffy, red eyes and all. Maybe you are trying to memorize the exact way the do is laying so that one day you can try to recreate it. Not that you have anywhere to wear that kind of do but a girl can dream as she stands in front of the mirror with her sexy hair, wearing nothing but...shit what am I wearing?
Tank top and underwear. Boobs sagging.
Wow...that is hot. No, sadly pathetic. The tired mom and wife that you are begins to resurface.
Now you turn from the mirror for all you can see are the rolls of extra skin on the rest of your body, the cellulite and flab and every stretch mark...and the dream is gone.
Poof! Just like that.