Let's talk about all of these, why the hell not? I have extra words to write.
Of course, beauty, bosoms, and butts all go beautifully together under another B word: body. So let's talk about bodies.
How do you live in your body? I have several friends who get antsy when they don't move their bodies, like people get "hangry" when they need food. I envy them very much for this cue to exercise their physical beings. Me, you sit my ass down on a sofa, and I turn into the proverbial couch potato and do not ever feel the inclination for movement. I'll get up to to eat, drink, pee, and poop, yes, and I'll lie down to sleep when I get tired, but that's it. Exercise? I never feel the urge. I've been exercising regularly for the last four, five years, the longest I've ever stuck with it, but I work out with a personal trainer because I know I cannot be trusted to keep it up with my own discipline. (This is because I DON'T HAVE ANY.)
I do enjoy exercising. I like the feeling of my muscles moving, I like sweating and getting out of breath and making an effort, and I love the feeling of accomplishment when I'm done, that afterglow, afterburn. But still, it never prompts me to work out just on a whim. I can work out by myself when I schedule it, and it's easier if I have decided a sequence of events ahead of time: in the evening, I decide that I'll get up and go to the gym, shower, then go grocery shopping. If I don't consciously put this on my brain calendar, then it will not happen. And I stick with it more if I know I will be held accountable, and soon. What usually works if 2 weekly workout sessions with the trainer, and 1 by myself in between.
The people who get the messages from their bodies to run, bike, dance, I think of them as speaking the same language as their bodies, while I need a translator. Or they live in their bodies more ... directly, if you will, while I am a foreign visitor who needs an intermediary to communicate with this vessel.
he other part of living in a body is feeding it. Remember we said bonbon and bacon at the top. Okay, I did, you didn't. For all I know you said banana. Or bread. Or brown sugar.
The feeding is another thing where I have to ask and listen closely in order to find out what is suitable and needed. And some foods just override any sensible decisions. I'm sure you've heard about sugar being addictive. It certainly feels true for me. Do you ever have it happen that you eat something, and it tastes great on the first couple of bites, then it tastes good on the third bite, and after a half dozen mouthfuls, you don't really want any more, and you KNOW you don't want any more, but you still cannot stop? You don't know what that is like? Be glad.
I'm going to stop here because you know what? Just talking about sugar makes me want to have some, so I will switch gears and distract myself with a carrot or two.