la dolce minxa
the domestic minx
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Is she innate and intuitive and as memorized as riding a bicycle, is she a groove, that once remembered, one can slide back into, or does she atrophy and close over from lack of use?
I pondered this question today as I basked in the delighful and delicious company of my darling friend and sister-in-law, Simone.
With her long chocolate locks, flashing eyes, perfect teeth and pouting bosom, Simone is the essence of la Dolce Vita.
She is Sex Kitten Minx Italian Style*,
a veritable Baci of kooky kisses and Yummy Mummy.
Intoxicatingly delicious, her smile has been known to melt the hearts of the misguided, her laughter reduce the unwary to jelly, her touch enlivening and effortlessly flirtatious as a warm breeze on la Bella Costa D'Amalfi.
But it is an impossible enigma.
For the girl sees none of it.
Simone, once dangerously delicious and minx accompli has become
Oblivious To Her Own Charms.
How is this possible? Has she lost her Minx?
There is little doubt that the dangerous confluence of three children under six, the struggle to establish an elegant and fashionable household and the demands of being a beautiful and capable wife have contributed to the dilemma facing Simone and a veritable slew of domestic minxes across the globe.
While small children and housework have been known to saturate almost all residual post-birth minxiness like so much sponge, there is hope for one small lost minx.
I have taken my darling friend Under My Wing.
In my capacity as Domestic Minx I will guide her and bring her back to the Light:
There will be Help:
Who doesn't need hands-on assistance with three children under six, two in nappies.
There will be Decor:
If it is true that I can weild all popular power tools with ease and am a maistro with the brush, then Transformation is imminent.
There will be Shopping:
Essential. Rejuvenating of primal urges to hunt and gather will require assistance in channeling of Diana the Huntress. I will provide assistance in dragging of quarry to hearth fires where teeth will be sunk joyfully. (Feel the Minx stirring...)
There will be Indulgence:
An insistence by Minx Superior that there is reclamation of the bath environment with subsequent dislocation of small children for even one night of weekly soaking, with accoutrements.
There will be Wine: A glass or two with a fellow minx is an absolute necessity. Edges become painfully rough via the rigours of domesticity but all can be gently filed away with the fruit of the vine. I will be insisting on a glass of Shiraz during all visitations.
There will be Laughter: Inevitable, I imagine, after a dose of the above. Imperative for development of The True Minx, the ability to laugh at oneself and the rest of humanity is a true test of perspective and embracement of la dolce vita.
My offer has been accepted. The terms are simple:
1. All delectable housewarming goodness extended during typical visits to remain;
there will be no change to delicious menu of homebaked goods and hearty lunches upon entry to home.
2. Incisive and penetrating insights into current events and dissection of own personal dramas to continue as normal.
3. Warm, funny and generous nature to remain delightfully unchanged.
4. Restitution of Original Minx Status to proceed with joyous abandon.
Ah, la dolce vita!
I do so love a project!
And this one has success written all over it.
- I would like to point out that while Simone is not exactly Italian, there are some deliciously exotic Corsican roots.
Nonetheless, she often appears to have emerged from some enchantingly corny '50's Italian movie with a charm reminiscent of a young Gina Lollobrigida.
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Reader Comments (23)
Simone not only sounds delectable - but very, very lucky!
I like your hands-on approach to matters, Minx!
Sometimes only hands-on will do.
I always prefer the manual approach to resolving issues.
Simone is lovely x
Planning to bring back my inner-minx, this weekend - enjoy your time with Simone!
You're there baby - with those heels!!!
Enjoy your wedding, darling.
And your inner minx ...
xx
I think you miss one thing in your advices to Simone, Dear : SEX !!
No ? Yes ?
I understand you prefer a Sofia Loren picture than a Simone de Beauvoir.
Well, do you know that she was smart ? (but not sexy, ok !)
Bonjour Violette,
Of course, one cannot forget SEX!!!
Fortunately, I do not have to HELP Simone with The Sex.
I believe she is doing a smashing job in that department, which is great really...
This particularly pneumatic minx is Gina Lollobrigida - La Lolla! (look at that waist!!!)
I love Simone de Beauvoir but she wasn't the right minx for the job this time!!
You are the Fairy Minxmother! HUZZAH! I felt this...minx fade...for eight years after I had my daughter. There were only moments of minxness mingled with godawful matronly feelings. Where did my sassy ass go?! How did my haircut get so...BORING. My sparkling wit took a powder.
Then one day I woke up like Sleeping Beauty and felt fabulous and fierce. If only I'd have a Fairy Minxmother to wake me up sooner!
You are a delight, Minxy.
xox!
Without a doubt all new mothers go through this period of unabashed mumsiness.
There is the nurture of new-borns, the trials and tribulations of toddlers.
The sad, lamentable, minx fade.....
Unfortuantely, some women never recover...
Worse, some poor souls never even know they've lost anything...
But it is never too late to find one's inner minx, wake her up and get her hips wiggling!
I love the title of Fairy MinxMother. xx
It is a delight to share the love.
xox and sprinklings of minxiness xox
Heaven forbid that one should lose their minx! I'm glad Simone has you close at hand to help. I'm liking the title Fairy Minxmother too. Sorry I haven't commented in a while, I've been feeling under the weather and tetchy, but I'm glad to be back and reading again!
I love your minx blog, it's so nice to see others out there that want to retain their sasssy sexy selves even though they have kids. I know I don't portray my minx as much as I would like but I refuse to give it up completely. Every once in a while she comes out to play. I have friends that have given it up completely with encouragement from their husbands. Don't their husbands want them to be sexy and like the girl they married. I think it is sad.
Sex on a stick. Seriously.
Oh poor poor Lola,
I think you need the ministrations of the Domestic Minx - at least in my capacity to provide some hot chicken soup and laughter xx
It is a sad day indeed when the minx is lost - but she can always be reclaimed!
Hello Tricia xx
While our little babies are so darling and demanding many women find a good "excuse" to put their Minx away for a while to concentrate on it all. It is a Minx hiatus.
And that's adorably appropriate, isn't it. Small children, delicious and needy, are synonymous with the sapping of our sexiness, our desire to be sensual and self indulgent. It is hard to feel provocative and alluring when one is tired and smelling of small child...
But they grow, and we grow, and there is the chance to discover oneself again. It always makes me sad when the choice is made to leave the minx behind, like a poor velveteen rabbit...
It disturbs me that there are women being encouraged by their husbands to do that very thing. WHY!!!
(Well, we all know why and is a phenomenon I would like to investigate further in my capacity as Agent Minx..)
Very sad. Outrageous really...
Thank you so much for visiting and commenting Tricia.
I hope you will be visiting my boudoir again soon. xx
Oh Kitty,
Sex on a stick indeed!!
And so delicious!
Purrrrr...
There is nothing more rewarding than helping someone get their groove back!
x
Glamour is hard work....you've only suceeded when others have forgotten this.
Never having joined the 'Breeder Brigade' I can only commiserate from the sidelines: But if anyone can do it, you can Minx
You manage to outshine other Minx's that came before ..and with impacted wisdom teeth.....so I'm sure whipping your sister into shape will be a snap
It is a pleasure too, Thinista!
She has minxiness in abundance - it simply needs tapping and teasing and twisting back into shape!!
Oh, maintaining a glamorous facade is hard work indeed, for any woman! Especially when she has small, demanding offspring - or impacted wisdom teeth!!
my dear ms minxy,
through you, i am learning to embrace my decadent and delicious minxy side (I knew there it was there all along it just needed a little coaxing to come out). I marvel at
a. good gawd...the size of her waist (where do those organs go? they have to go either up or down and in that case- purrrrhaps if she opened her mouth you would see her spleen)
b. i am amazed at the awesome bodies of these women from this era when there was absolutely no cardio, no atkins diet, no bridal boot camp classes,treadmills or eliptical machines around. what the sweet cheese were these women doing to achieve such body greatness? could it be a dangerous mix of italian wine, bread, cheese and of course handsome strong italian men? (double my order please)you have discovered the fountain of youth! men and cheese!
So I agree with your philosophy in that as a goddess minx like yourself, in order to avoid the common drudgery of housewifedom, you must mix appropriate amounts of help, decor, shopping (oh yeah), indulgence (lots of this), wine (shiraz- yummmm) and laughter..and in that order..... however I would agree with ms violette (in the study with the candlestick) that SEX would be on the top of the list followed very quickly with CHOCOLATE! (and dont forget shoes and purses)
In representation of housewives all over the world let me bow to you as your humble servant as you have shown us that even housewives can mantain a strong blend of sexy and delicious, grace and beauty!
much love and scratching behing the ears, kimmy kat
Oooh, chicken soup and laughter sound good. I think I need some of that right now.
what a shame ! Of course it's Gina.... ahhhhh j'ai terriblement honte, je vais me coucher...
Kimmy:
Exactly, where's the spleen?
Those pictures defy explanation!!
And The Domestic Minx knows that there is beauty in balance...and indulgence...
x
sex and chocolate - what a delicious recipe ...
Lola:
I've got some in a bowl for you...lots of laughter on the side!
Violette:
I'm wondering when someone is going to mistake me for either one of these delcious women, but then I look at that waist...what the hell!!