Don't come to my House

Don’t come to my house.

I’m not fashion trendy.
I’m not style savvy.
I’m not a “make-up
And foundation” person.

I haven’t waxed
My legs.
I haven’t tweezed
My brows.
I haven’t had my
Facials.
I haven’t
Colored my hair.
I haven’t yet
Manicured nor
Pedicured.

Don’t come to my house,
For if you come, you’ll
Come seeking my
Physical beauty…
And push me
Out of my
Comfort-zone.

You are not my hubby
Who loves me just the way
I am.
With him, I can make do
With the barest minimum
That makes me feel
Neat and tidy…
For he loves me
Even if I look untidy ;-)