Ennui
First, I would like to announce my new bonnie bell lip smackers ROCKS… it smells like tropical punch starburst and tastes like it too, it’s CANDY for the lips. Jellus???
Anyhow, today I went shoe shopping. It isn’t easy going shopping without back-up…. How the heck am I supposed to know if I am delusional if I don’t talk to a trusted friend about an outfit. Random girls can be nefarious and would sell you out in a heartbeat, never telling you that your new cute outfit makes you look chubby and slutty…NEVER a combination, but a trusted friend can steer you firmly on the track to cute. I was on a mission for some cute everyday flats… one, because I am already tall and don’t need everyday heels, and two, because even though I suppose I could, I would rather not wear flip-flops all fall and winter. Anyways, this trek took me all over Glendale and Eagle Rock as I selected and debated shoes via phone and picture message with Skip, Luz and Nori…I realized as I was doing all of this photo swapping and deep discussions on the merits of van like flats and baby pink flats, and of course hooker red flats, that being a girl is so freaking awesome. Because frankly if as a dude, you start calling all your friends discussing shirts, pants or the like, people either think you are Gay or Crazy… you don’t get lip smackers or to wear dresses or shop at VS, Sad.
Addendum- My friend Jason says that at least boys aren’t absolutely irrationally crazy.
Okay so story… apparently, my guy friend(s) from college are exceedingly irritated because they are tired of complimenting girls and either having the girl ignore it or disregard it. I understand his frustration, but seriously, J is a huge HUGE flirt. I have no idea how as a girl, you are supposed to tell the difference from a guy just being generally flirty or being flirting because they are actually attracted to you. Although PERHAPS if*** yet another of my genius plans as follows*** Men should have to wear Placcard disclaimers, declaring intent and major flaws….OR they could produce resumes and women could decide who to date fully informed. YAY. This of course wouldn’t work for girls, many lie to hide the crazy. Not me... but I know quite a few who do
Anyhow, today I went shoe shopping. It isn’t easy going shopping without back-up…. How the heck am I supposed to know if I am delusional if I don’t talk to a trusted friend about an outfit. Random girls can be nefarious and would sell you out in a heartbeat, never telling you that your new cute outfit makes you look chubby and slutty…NEVER a combination, but a trusted friend can steer you firmly on the track to cute. I was on a mission for some cute everyday flats… one, because I am already tall and don’t need everyday heels, and two, because even though I suppose I could, I would rather not wear flip-flops all fall and winter. Anyways, this trek took me all over Glendale and Eagle Rock as I selected and debated shoes via phone and picture message with Skip, Luz and Nori…I realized as I was doing all of this photo swapping and deep discussions on the merits of van like flats and baby pink flats, and of course hooker red flats, that being a girl is so freaking awesome. Because frankly if as a dude, you start calling all your friends discussing shirts, pants or the like, people either think you are Gay or Crazy… you don’t get lip smackers or to wear dresses or shop at VS, Sad.
Addendum- My friend Jason says that at least boys aren’t absolutely irrationally crazy.
Okay so story… apparently, my guy friend(s) from college are exceedingly irritated because they are tired of complimenting girls and either having the girl ignore it or disregard it. I understand his frustration, but seriously, J is a huge HUGE flirt. I have no idea how as a girl, you are supposed to tell the difference from a guy just being generally flirty or being flirting because they are actually attracted to you. Although PERHAPS if*** yet another of my genius plans as follows*** Men should have to wear Placcard disclaimers, declaring intent and major flaws….OR they could produce resumes and women could decide who to date fully informed. YAY. This of course wouldn’t work for girls, many lie to hide the crazy. Not me... but I know quite a few who do
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