When Capricorn is dealing with hurt or disgruntled emotions, they usually suffer in silence but may resort to irrational behavior as a cover up.
-Moving soon. Again. Which means I get to snug with that nugget all the time.
-I have the cutest bite mark on my buttcheek (not from the dog FYI).
-My hair is turning blonde and I’m not stopping it.
-For the first time in a long time, I am genuinely content with my life.
You know, its funny. I honestly cannot tell you how many babes I’ve gone out with this past winter, yet I still get insanely nervous before dates, hence why I’m laying in bed trying not to vomit at 3:16 AM.
I don’t mean to brag (yes I do), but meet the booty that has been getting checked out by pro-skiers for the past two days.
Sex, Snow, and Cocaine: My Life As a Ski Resort ‘Chalet Bitch’
Belle de Neige (“Beautiful Snow”, if you didn’t take French) is a blog about what people who work ski seasons get up to when they’re not fixing snow blades, or delivery apres-ski drinks to Jemima Khan and whoever else goes on ski holidays. The writer just condensed a bunch of her blog posts into a book, so we asked her to condense her book back into a blog post. This is that.
I’ve been blogging about all the unpalatable shit people get up to on ski seasons for five years. And I’d say I’ve covered all the major bases: sex, ill-advised drug consumption, orgies, avalanches, immoral workplace behavior, rich delinquents, Russian prostitutes—everything you’d expect when you mix young people with high altitudes. So wrapping that all up into one snappy article should be easy, right? All I need to do is reel off a few anecdotes involving undignified sexual encounters as a result of British teens exporting British drinking culture, and I’m set.
But the problem is that I don’t want to start out like that, because perpetuating bullshit myths is boring. And because not everyone behind the scenes of Europe’s ski resorts are Harrovian drop-outs or braying packs of Hollister homeboys. In fact, many “seasonaires”—the word for people who work ski seaons up in the mountains—aren’t like that at all. Many of those who I know are laborers, or lost their jobs in the recession.