Monday, March 3, 2014

The Red One~No The Blue One~OMG Pick A Freaking Dress Already

"I met this wonderful girl at Macy's. She was buying clothes and I was putting Slinky's on the escalator", Steven Wright.

That pretty much sums up men's interest in women's clothes. I have to admit that I do love a well dressed woman but what I dislike is the wait I endure while they dress.


I am sure this scene is normal in any relationship. Men are given a time to be ready to go out. One hour before the leaving deadline men shower, shave, dress and and are ready to head out the door. The woman, who of course is already beautiful and wonderful(trying to save my ass here, lol), has changed her clothes 12 times and is standing in her bra and panties complaining that she has nothing to wear. All this 5 minutes to walking out the door time.

Men are told, and we believe, that women are dressing to look good for us. Here is the dirty little secret; women are dressing to look better than the other women who will be attending the same event.

"Girls do not dress for boys. They dress for themselves and, of course, each other. If girls dressed for boys they’d just walk around naked at all times", Betsey Johnson.

Now there is the truth from the mouth of an intelligent woman. That statement also explains why men put up with this clothes changing dance. It's the process that holds out attention; naked-clothes on-naked-clothes on-naked clothes on and so on and so on and so on.

The draw back here is that 20 minutes after the time we are supposed to leave we walk out the door. We are also expected to get to the event at the time originally quoted. This leads to speeding and unnecessary tickets.

It's very embarrassing walking into Easter Sunday services late after receiving a ticket and at the same time being blamed for our tardiness.

By the way, non of this applies to my Second Life partner(looks behind me to see if my ass has been saved).

If it has not been saved than I know I am sleeping on the couch tonight. But did you know that men don not really mind that? It's like camping, lol.

Randy

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