to wonder how people who shag strangers cope with...

[Herrena]

....the level of grooming required? I have been thinking about this since I saw Quantum of Solace and Prometheus last week (both of which contain people getting it on on the spur of the moment)

Seriously, I'd need about 24 hours notice before I considered myself presentable enough to shag a random hottie - I mean bikini wax, legs smooth, armpits smooth, hair looking presentable etc! I usually take an, ahem, relaxed attitude to this level of personal maintenance

Am I unusual in thinking this way? Does anyone else ever wonder about this?

I couldn't possibly admit to shagging strangers however there was a time I maintained a very high level of personal grooming, hence the reason I married young, couldn't keep that up till I was 30

Me! If I was suddenly overcome with lust the odds are that I would be wearing grey and holed M&S pants and at least a week's worth of leg hair. Maybe it's being so fabulously well-groomed that makes them horny?

I'm not shagging around but am always ready :o
I shave every time I shower and blow dry my hair most days. Wear make up when I leave the house except for swimming....

Where is Daniel Craig though?!

Men generally don't really care in my experience.

Thing is, most people who are worth shagging are really not that worried about whether or not you've vajazzled or had a pedicure. OK, skidmarks in your knickers and septic sores on various parts of your body might put off all but the most peculiar/desperate/drunk, but messy hair wouldn't.

My one and only one night stand was when I was on holiday in Spain. It was cold that day and I was wearing jeans and boots and was pissed as a fart a bit tipsy.

It was only when it came to disrobing I remembered I had an ex's pair of rugby socks on underneath my jeans. I think I must have looked very fetching as the jeans came down and the, on me, over the knee rugby socks were shown. I did take them off but these days would keep them on. I feel the cold.

There's a lot to be said for the old-fashioned practice of turning the light off.

Back in the day when I'd happily have random one night stands I would always be presentable at all times.

I remember being ready, back int daay.

DP is lucky if we don't tangle our arm pit hair.

Ha - reminds me of when OH came home last year from months at sea and apparently where the married quarters are you couldn't get a bikini wax for love nor money - was so happy I lived in civvie street!!

OH on the other hand wouldn't have given a toss if he'd needed shears he was gagging for it as he had missed me so much

I've just had a flashback to a time when I even had matching underwear

It was also a time when I didn't have to tuck my gut into my size 16 knickers and my bra straps didn't dig in to my flabby flesh due to the weight of my ginormous tits

... Which reminds me: I really must shave my legs.

I like your thinking.

I always went out prepared in my younger days

Do you all let your selves go and person grooming out of the window when you've 'hooked' a bloke?

I have matching underwear on today

jumpingthroughhoops Maybe it's not letting yourself go, maybe it's just being comfortable enough to not do stuff you don't enjoy doing.

Sometimes I shave and the rest, sometimes I don't, my partner finds me attractive either way.

Maybe they are more selective about when than who, iykwim - I'm sure they must have days when they'd turn an offer down, nobody shags random strangers every single day ...do they?!

If OH is away and it's winter I don't bother - if he's here or its summer I do (and I always wear matching underwear in case I get knocked over by a bus ).

Never had sex with a stranger, but prekids and preDH I would only go out if I was well groamed

oh twllbach that made me laugh very loudly

I get what you mean about men who are worth the trouble not really caring, but.... BOND.

I keep imagining him saying 'oh I can't find the stationery, come and help me find it' and then casually strutting off into his room while I stand there frozen and thinking 'Shit. Shit. I'm wearing old pants and haven't shaved. Shit. What do i do? It's BOND, you can't turn down Bond!!'

I possibly have too much free time

Razors are expensive and no time to go for waxing :) so if I ain't got time then the hair will grow

I used to have a Friday morning shower ritual 'just in case'. I would sometimes deliberately fail to perform it to ensure that I didn't give in to temptation after a few drinks, or on a first date. I found, as a single woman, that excessive leg hair was the best form of contraception. I have never been so worried about my bikini line though, as I figured that if a man got close enough to notice a few stray hairs he would be close enough not to care.

I don't make a habit of shagging strangers but I always like to be prepared just incase I meet David Beckham or some other hottie and he is of course overcome by lust for me! although if my dp asks I just like to feel good about myself

I think whoever said that thing about being with a man who is to fabulous to care is right. I am currently lying flat on my back on the sofa in my manly work clothes. My hair is a mess, I probably smell, I have my glasses on and my moustache plus beard hairs are coming through. On top of this, I am probably about four stone overweight

DP has just come skipping through from the office, singing a made up song at the top of his lungs that went like this:

"I've got a wonderful TwwwllBaaaach, whaaaaat a wonderful TwllBaaaaach... She has such a preeeeetty faaaaaaace and she is all miiiiiiiine. I'm going to keep her foreevveeeeeer; Twll, Twwwlll, TWLLBAAAAAAAACH!!!!!"

He loves me just as much as when I was thin and pretty and shags me more now than when I was thin and pretty.

did I mention I was thin and pretty? I have pictures as proof you know-