She has legs

She had young legs. They were long and lean and ended in a tight, heart-shaped ass. The outline of her thong pushed through the thin material of the beige, designer jeans, high cut, with cuffs. She was in constant movement, whirling, dancing, and bending, so your eyes were always drawn back to those legs. The red sandals had a raised heel that accented her calves just enough. The red blouse kept flashing into your line of vision, but those legs kept drawing you back. The sweep of light brown curls on her head was also in constant motion. Being Hispanic, she wore a tube of bright red lipstick. Eventually, you did actually look at her face. Despite the arch of her neck, her throat hung rather loosely. The rigidity of the botoxed cheeks contrasted with the suppleness of the legs. The final picture was somewhat different from the initial impression. Kind of like when you finally find all the parts of a Picasso Cubist portrait of a woman and then realize she's nothing special. The lady with the legs wasn't quite what she was trying to be. But then, who is?

KU-U-I-PO (Elvis Presley cover)

I discovered this amazing young woman while not sleeping last night and going through videos on youtube on my iPhone. I love her covers of Elvis' songs, but she does a beautiful job with every song.