Natural Bimbo: How to Upgrade The Girl Next Door

Have you ever met a natural bimbo? I haven’t been natural for a long time. Ultra bimbos like me like to say that “plastic is perfect”. Natural bimbos are harder to identify. They don’t stand out as much. But they can be perfect too.

The Difference Between Natural Bimbos and The Girl Next Door

As I’ve said before on multiple occasions, every bimbo experiences some transformation. No one is born a bimbo. We’re all born babies and babies can’t be bimbos. That’s an icky thought. Even a natural bimbo goes through certain changes to become her fantastic bimbo self.

Natural bimbos are similar to the girl next door. They are pretty. Natural beauties. They don’t wear gobs of make-up. They dress for comfort. They may spend time on their hair, but a ponytail will do in a pinch. The girl next door probably knows she’s beautiful but may not let on. A natural bimbo knows for sure. And she probably talks about it.

The differences between a cute girl next door and a natural bimbo can be very subtle. They can both be sweet. But a natural bimbo is going to be more of a main character. Maybe even a mean girl. The girl next door is not mean.

Bimbos of every variety are used to being the center of attention. A girl next door can fade into the background. Let’s say you had identical twin girls. One of them has the demeanor of the girl next door. Her twin sister is just a little extra. Stand them next to each other and they look the same. But you can tell which is which. The natural bimbo pulls more attention. It’s just science.

Bimbo Brains

Intelligence is a tricky matter. It’s hard to define. I always say there are multiple kinds of intelligence. Some people break it down by book smarts and street smarts. Others with talk about emotional intelligence versus IQ. I think it’s a lot more nuanced than that.

Let’s take me as an example. Because I like talking about myself. I went to college. I’m book smart. I grew up in the suburbs, but I know how to take care of myself. I don’t lack common sense. Emotional intelligence isn’t my strong suit but I am high on empathy. If you’re reading my blog, you probably think I’m pretty bright. Otherwise, why bother?

And I am. I’m a smart girl. My mom used to say unironically that it must be hard for me. She thought I was always the smartest person in the room. That’s some mom-bias for sure. There are plenty of people smarter than me. But I’m not your stereotypical dumb blonde either. Like anyone else, I have strengths. I also have weaknesses. They can’t be summed up in a single word like “smart” or “dumb”.

But there are times when a concept or idea just doesn’t connect with me. Sometimes it’s a lack of context. Like, if you’re quoting some sci-fi show from the nineties, don’t expect me to catch the reference. Sometimes, I’m just not paying attention. I get caught up in my own thoughts and the real world passes me by. I pass those off as blonde moments.

A natural bimbo, blonde or not, has blonde moments. They come across as a little ditzy. Maybe even an airhead. Although a real airhead will probably get perverted into a higher form of bimbo eventually. During the natural bimbo phase, she’s kind of giggly. Happy-go-lucky. She could be free with her body, but that’s negotiable.

Natural bimbos are just plain fun. Easy to look at. Easy to be around. Often but not exclusively easy.

Natual Bimbo Assets

One thing to consider when talking about bimbos is there are no clear delineations. For example, if a natural bimbo gets a boob job, she is no longer natural. Some breast enhancements are barely noticeable when fully clothed. So how would you know the difference? Even if she got herself a pair of Baywatch boobs, what happens if she has them removed? Does she go back to being natural?

These things are judgment calls. Plastic surgery is one of the clearest criteria. There’s no way anyone would use the word “natural” to describe me now. My tits, ass, hair, nails, lips and eyelashes are all enhanced. So in my case, it’s obvious. But it would be hard for me to determine exactly when I stopped being the girl next door.

Arguably I went back and forth between the two roles. As I got used to my post-adolescent figure, I definitely embraced my inner bimbo more and more. There was an experimental phase I’ll write about in a future installment. There were times when my confidence took a hit. During those times, I reverted back to being a girl next door for a while. And back and forth and so on.

For me, the better I feel, the more I feel like a bimbo. And the more like a bimbo I am, the better I feel. That may not be universal. My natural disposition is to be a bubbly blonde. At least I think it is. It’s hard to say for sure after years of brainwashing. I suspect most natural bimbos don’t spend as much time analyzing bimbodom as I do.

I’m unique in that regard.

Beginner Bimbo

Here’s the thing. I’m a lot. Most people can’t handle me at full blast. Bimbos like me, plastic and perfect, are like wrecking balls. One way or another, you’re going to get your world rocked. And then you have to deal with the wreckage. I’ll either be gone or coming around for another swing.

If you’re not up for that, I don’t blame you. I can be best taken in small doses. Plus, I get bored easily. A natural bimbo is much more stable. She’s just good goofy fun. You might crush on a natural bimbo, but you probably won’t obsess over her. Unless you’re the obsessive type. Which, if you are, you should really work on that.

I like natural bimbos. I look back fondly on my early adulthood when I was one myself. I wouldn’t want to go backwards. But that was an essential time in my bimbo journey. For some, natural bimbodom is just another step along the path. For others, it is the destination. It’s a great way to enjoy bimbo pleasures without completely changing your entire lifestyle.

But then again, there’s something to be said for going bigger!