*HOLY SHIT* Santa Monica, California. 10PM. That's what he ..

*HOLY SHIT* Santa Monica, California. 10PM. That's what he said when I walked by. I was out on my own, going to me//et a some friends at a bar called "The Misfit." It's kind of an upscale place, but this is still LA, and people do dress casually. Dress codes aren't really enforced, but they're especially not enforced for women. I wore almost the exact outfit as in this photo... that stretchy sports bra, those cute denim shorts, and a sexy pair of flat sandals. I was way underdressed for the bar scene, but I don't care. I want attention. I want to be on display. I want to inspire that awesome mixture of lust, wonder, and intimidation amongst all the men inside. After recovering from COVID, I've been an absolute beast with training. Making up for lost time with 4500 cal a day and four awesome, punishing workouts. My muscles feel ENORMOUS right now. LIke they've been inflated. I feel strong enough to deadlift a city bus. So... I walked down the street with total confidence. A small group of guys in their 20s were walking towards me. The usual SoCal bros in shorts and baseball hats. Already kind of dru//nk as people get dru//nk early here. I felt positively superhuman compared to them. They seemed to be the type to lift every now and then, but my muscles were TOTALLY out of their league. I made eye contact with one of them, and he uttered a loud "Holy shit" to his friends. Not a rude "holy shit." Not a sarcastic "holy shit." But a genuine remark of awe upon seeing a beautiful woman with more muscle than he could ever hope to possess. My bare arms and legs bulged with power and my cute pink toes danced on the concrete as I strutted by him and flipped my hair. I hope that I inspired some new fantasies in him. And I hope that this story inspires them in you! 😊