The Myth.
Skin like spun silk.
Perfect body.
Rarely hungry for anything but a hot man.
Goes to bed and wakes up perfectly blushed and brushed.
Never bitches.
Never whines.
Open mouth kisses. Eager caresses.
Her walk is pure poetry. Every move elegant and graceful.
THE REALITY
Hearty appetite. DO NOT reach into the pizza box when she is going in for her first slice. She may accidentally break your fingers off in her haste to feed.
Prone to unexpected belches.
Wears big furry socks in winter and over-sized cuddle shirts.
Has been known to trip over own feet, possibly due to loose soles on sneakers. Do not clean glass storm door before she arrives at your home. She inevitably will try to walk through it damaging both door and nose.
Guffaws loudly at her own jokes.
Wakes up with bed hair, baggy eyes, and a strong desire to pee and drink coffee.
Suze, thank you! You know when I was in Palm Springs a few years back I saw all these ladies and men too who had their faces lifted or something. The faces were pulled back really tight so there were no lines at all and then you would see these old arms under the sleaves of their blouses.
It honestly made me sad. How a person looks is nothing! It's surface crap. Give me a warm heart and an easy laugh any day!
Sign, I KNOW! We truly were.
Tumble, Thanks baby! I figure somebody has to educate the poor fellas on blogger. I decided I'd do it since I had a little time this morning.
Tina, Heck no they don't have as much fun. Those gals have to work out constantly and they can't eat anything that remotely tastes good. Then they have mountains of make up and heels. ICK!
Barman, I think you can pull that off cuz pretty much that's how it is for all guys. They look at the hotties on tv and in the movies then they got us sitting next to them poppin' Gas X and crunchin chips in real life. ahhhhhhhhhhhh ha ha ha ha!
Barman, I'm guessing you could probably touch them long as you didn't muss their hair. LOL!
Brandi, I admit, I would not have complained if I were born pretty. Pretty is great. But I have a feeling pretty is also tough to do.
I have this all figured out.
When I get all dressed up, look in the mirror and see...."not too bad", I spend the rest of the night glancing in mirrors thinking, "damn I look pretty good in this light." LMAO! And that's ok for 1 night. But .... imagine if you looked good all the time. How would ya ever have any fun? You'd be so busy lookin at yourself and thinking, "Yeah, he thinks I'm hot. Definitely she' thinks I'm hot too. Oh and over there, he's lovin it." I mean, MY GOSH! You'd be so busy thinkin about yourself, you'd forget to have fun with other people.
I'm for reality every time. Let's face it if you believed that you should look like they do on the magazine covers or the makeup ads you'd be in therapy the majority of your life with a huge inferiority complex. Nobody is that perfect.
Great HNT Sweetie :)