All too often we (the chickies) seem to be against each other and unnecessarily competitive. As most of you know, I am a faithful girl's girl and always try and root for my fellow femme fatale.
I think the most obvious example would be the typical scene of a girl entering a party/restaurant/bar wearing something perhaps a little risque and the automatic reactions from other women is "what a slut" or "there must have been a sale at tramps incorporated", and while I wont negate the fact that such a comment sometimes is warranted (ie pleather skirt almost having the cucina peeking out), often those comments are only due to jealousy. If a girl looks bangin, it makes you look so much classier to compliment maybe her gorgeous shoes or sexy barracuda hair. Not only will it make you look secure in yourself (especially in front of the gents) but it also puts positive energy into the universe.
Another significant point I'd like to touch on is the boyfriend recycling program. While it is certainly acceptable to have an oscar winning performance flip out (think Elizabeth Taylor in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof) if one of your besties decides to go on a date with a man that broke your heart a week ago. But if you dated the dude ages ago and it just didnt work out and your friend likes him, MAKE IT HAPPEN FOR HER!! One woman's trash is another woman's treasure. We arent dogs and you didnt piss on him (at least I hope you didnt) therefore making him your territory. Share the love ladies!
A few weeks ago I had an interview at the University Hospital and I was all dolled up in a cute blue sheath dress with posh pleated capped sleeves. Anyway, after the interview I took a little trip to the loo and ended up tucking my adorable little dress into my tights. OH THE HORROR...God bless opaque tights...too bad i was wearing bright pink hello kitty panties that still radiated through! I then proceeded to walk to the library (which is about a block from the hospital) and no one stopped me to tell me about my little fashion mishap. Thank goodness I dont take myself too seriously, and found it quite amusing but its a perfect example of a situation where you stop me and tell me that while my little panties are quite adorable, they should be saved for the boudoire. Same goes in a restaurant bathroom when you see a clueless girl with spinach in her teeth. What if she is on a date with the man of her dreams, do you really want her to live the embarassment of her little mishap for the rest of her life with Mr. Perfect? I know you wouldnt!
We are all in this together, and life is so much better if we support each other. Obviously, I've kissed a few frogs in my lifetime (and they didnt turn into any sort of royalty) and it has certainly made me appreciate the consistancy that my girlfriends bring. Nothing is better than a shopping with one of your girls who will tell you when your outfit is less than amazing, laugh with you until you cry, dance the night away and all that special girl time no man can give you. Love you girls and remember we're all on the same team!! xxL
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