so this is the life i live....
In true carrie bradshaw nature-
Do we, the consumer females of the twenty first century, choose our men like we choose our clothes? Do we go for the immediate perfect fit rather then patently waiting for something else to fit us, no matter how long the wait may be?
I generally make good choices. I get my work done, I eat right, and I'm more or less a good kid. However, I find that when it comes to making decisions concerning the opposite sex, I make bad choices and choose to crush upon all the wrong men folk.
My main problem is that I choose guys like I choose my clothes. Sure sometimes I go for the good fitting, comfortable clothes, but sometimes I just pick the too big clothes or too small clothes thinking that I can grow into them at some time. I hold on to them in my closet, hoping for the day when I can wear them. I never get rid of them, I just let him sit there and look at them longingly.
I know the perfect clothes will come along and make me feel really happy but for now the good fit seems like its far away and I'm just blending into the mesh with all the whites, blacks, beiges and navy's when I really wanna feel like a hot pink, or a rosey red or a bubbly blue.
no offense to the boys I may have encountered in my past. I'm not saying you were just clothing put on hold, or things that I rushed to try on because it was convenient, but sometimes...well...you were. As for the clothes that seem to stay around long after I've outgrown your other shirts and pants, theres a reason they are still around. Even though we hang on to certain articles of clothing because they MAKE us feel good and they have sentimental value, they can also be fickle and make us look and feel like shit the next day and you find yourself questioning your every move. As a result you let it sit on a hanger for a little while, debating about whether its even worth taking out and wearing again. Pushing doubt aside you put it on and still wonder if it was the right thing to do.
So here I am, sitting semi-patiently, shopping online and waiting for my perfect 50% off, yet returnable if unsatisfactory piece of clothing. I want it to come tomorrow but when push comes to purchase we all know that the best clothes are the ones we find by accident.
katie
Do we, the consumer females of the twenty first century, choose our men like we choose our clothes? Do we go for the immediate perfect fit rather then patently waiting for something else to fit us, no matter how long the wait may be?
I generally make good choices. I get my work done, I eat right, and I'm more or less a good kid. However, I find that when it comes to making decisions concerning the opposite sex, I make bad choices and choose to crush upon all the wrong men folk.
My main problem is that I choose guys like I choose my clothes. Sure sometimes I go for the good fitting, comfortable clothes, but sometimes I just pick the too big clothes or too small clothes thinking that I can grow into them at some time. I hold on to them in my closet, hoping for the day when I can wear them. I never get rid of them, I just let him sit there and look at them longingly.
I know the perfect clothes will come along and make me feel really happy but for now the good fit seems like its far away and I'm just blending into the mesh with all the whites, blacks, beiges and navy's when I really wanna feel like a hot pink, or a rosey red or a bubbly blue.
no offense to the boys I may have encountered in my past. I'm not saying you were just clothing put on hold, or things that I rushed to try on because it was convenient, but sometimes...well...you were. As for the clothes that seem to stay around long after I've outgrown your other shirts and pants, theres a reason they are still around. Even though we hang on to certain articles of clothing because they MAKE us feel good and they have sentimental value, they can also be fickle and make us look and feel like shit the next day and you find yourself questioning your every move. As a result you let it sit on a hanger for a little while, debating about whether its even worth taking out and wearing again. Pushing doubt aside you put it on and still wonder if it was the right thing to do.
So here I am, sitting semi-patiently, shopping online and waiting for my perfect 50% off, yet returnable if unsatisfactory piece of clothing. I want it to come tomorrow but when push comes to purchase we all know that the best clothes are the ones we find by accident.
katie