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I love being a girl. I love that we get to use makeup and do our hair whatever way. And wear hi-heels and dresses and use huuuge handbags to carry all our crap in and be girly and run away from bugs and no one thinks to make fun of us. Because of course, girls can get away with murder by doing the dumbest things that men all of over the world seem to fall for. And we know it. For all these reasons I love being a girl!
Only, there is one exception for me. You know… that time. That time when the weather starts to get warmer. That time when you’re still pale and feeling kind of overweight and yet it seems like every other woman you pass is already tanned and perfectly toned even though it's only March, meanwhile you’re refusing to pack away your winter clothes. Which leaves you feeling very un-feminine next to all these awful woman in ridiculously tight dresses you never thought to buy because, well, it’s just barely spring people! And suddenly you feel like a man with boobs even though you have the bag and the hair and the makeup and a pretty face…
I hate being a girl.
I am glad to say that I am happily settling back into my winter clothes, ready to hide my pale bum once again behind layers of thermal underwear. Back to that time when everyone around you looks like the marshmallow man and it's totally acceptable. Happy days!
Hmmm… However, next summer I will look hot for sure. In fact, I’m going to plan my new exercise and diet regime just as soon as I finish this box of chocolates.
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Posted by plainjane021 on 2009-11-03 07:22:07 | Rating: | Views: 78
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