If I Were You

by Susan Bergstrom
rrp $6.59

Publisher: AuthorHouse

Publication Date: January 12, 2018

ISBN: 9781477203415

Binding: Kobo eBook

Availability: eBook

Get eBook

I am a former supermodel but was ousted from the industry. Other models complained that I was underweight, therefore a poor example for young girls. Further, their jealousy was fueled by feedback regarding my work which unanimously concluded that my features are enviably classic, my complexion like a fairys brow dusted with sugar and my eyes portals to Eden. Okay, seriously. My mom did some work as a model. I look exactly like my Dad. It was Natures mistake. Ive made a lot of mistakes, too. My high school yearbook is filled with anecdotes beginning with, Remember the night you had to get a skin graft on your tongue? or Ill never forget the time you used a lighter to get rid of your underarm hair. My utter lack of forethought has rendered me supremely qualified to deliver written guidance on avoiding lifes catastrophes. The following is a bit of counsel from If I Were You, a humorous survival manual for women. First, stay off your back. Moms Cow and Free Milk lecture has merit despite its correlation between women and barn chattel. And Im not judging. I, too, am guilty of premarital, shall we say, lactation. Speaking of ill-timed amour, what is with this cougar thing? Since when is Mrs. Robinson a rallying anthem for suburban moms? Those kitties should consider the variables. For example: Will a pregnancy-scare send the boy-toy running? Of course, in this case its probably just menopausal onset. When I was a kid, our mothers were suitably sexually irrelevant. They wore Hillary Clinton-esque pant suits or baggy sweatshirts with huge Tigger and Eeyore appliqus. They didnt parade their Pilates-honed figures around our boyfriends. Im just saying