I've become...girly.
Truly, disgustingly girly. I do my hair, I wear makeup. I wear shirts with neither cartoon characters nor smartass sayings on them. They all have a collar. I freaked out people at work, who have only mostly seen me in jeans, t-shirts and a belt with a Batman buckle, when I showed up in a blue oxford and dress slacks.
I'm not sure what's gotten into me, but the tomboy in me is both repelled and fascinated. I like the way I feel getting all gussied up. I actually spent a gift card on a curling iron, an implement of torture I swore I'd never, ever use. And then. . .then came the curlers.
I bought myself a set of ionic curlers for my birthday and played with them tonight. The results were painfully feminine; I felt like a pinup girl after. It wasn't bad for my first try doing girly crap with my hair, especially when my hair is in desperate need of a cut and style.
I'm not sure what's happened to me, but at least I look good doing it.
4 comments:
Freakin' HILARIOUS!!! I seriously almost peed my pants and I am SOOOO PROUD of you. I seriously can't believe that we didn't get together while you were here...We all suck. When are you moving? Maybe we should try pre-planning a get together.
Congratulations, and Welcome to the World of Girl!! Maybe we can all get pedicures sometime!! What does your hubby think about all of this???
DUDE! I have a HUGE bone to pick with you! I had no idea you had so many pictures of your ridiculously adorable baby! Can you please post a little, "I added more pictures" so the rest of us handi-capped people can know! She is so freakin cute! It makes me so excited to have my new little girl be here soon. She is so precious, I can't wait to meet her.
and what a lovely girlie you are!!! as long as your husband doesn't catch the bug you caught...you're good!!!
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