why do women torture themselves into fitting into whatever mold they think some flavor of the month will like? why cant women just be themselves without fear of rejection?
sometimes, most of the time, im not sexy. i dont look sexy and i dont act sexy. Im not constantly bending over or pouting my lips, Im not going to wear a push up bra, heels and full make up to clean my house or run to wal-mart! I need to brush my teeth in the morning before i kiss someone, i def need concealer and eyeliner before i even look awake, and yes things jiggle on my body that probably shouldnt. but why do women, why dowe, torture ourselves with this yearning for constant aesthetic perfection? who started this societal trend and why should we submit to it or be stuck with what i call "the left overs" category of single men. cant i be sexy in comfy pants and a t shirt? most guys can, why cant we?
why do we glue things to our fingers and eyelashes, pour bleach in our hair, why do we rip or burn body hair off ourselves, damage our skin with tanning beds, or hurt our body with diet pills??
and ladies why do we think its necessary to act like drunken whores to attract a mans attention? really!! do you have no other qualities to offer a man expect some place for him to put his ..... and then treat you like the trash you represented yourself as. whats always amusing is you represent yourself as worthless then get mad at him when he just treats you like you treat yourself...hmmm stop and think about that one for a minute.
imagine if you didnt dress like a tranny on a gay pride parade float (that includes the make up) and you didnt climb up on a bar shaking everything leaving nothing for the imagination, making out and fondling your girl friends bc "guys think girl on girl is hot". anyways imagine that you were at least semi covered and had a conversation with the guy, wow new concept.
im tired of being sexy, being some guys eye candy. some old nasty man who's biggest accomplishment in life is successfully multi tasking starring and catching flies in his mouth all at once. and yes we can tell where your eyes really are.
is it too much to ask for something more? in this visually stimulated society is there anything solid/real out there?
you know what i want? I want a guy to see me done up and all plain jane regular and actually seemein both. not some sex kitten and not some librarian. just me :) some one who has just as much fun on a low key cook at home and watch a dvd night as we would with a night out on the town.
i dont want the fairytale, i dont want hte fantasy, i dont want the movie, thats all crap. and we have all bought into them all for way way too long. I want real I want .... substance
