I just got my hair cut. I used to have long hair (which I imagine that men like) but as I wore it up, and in a bun no less, at least a good 90% of the time, I figured it doesn't really count. So being the easily bored type (which, by the way, I *am* totally the easily bored type - but this Absolutely, Positively Does Not Count because I swear I've had the same hair cut more-or-less for 10 years), I decided that I wanted to change it up. So I changed the color slightly: from RED with a bit of blonde streaks to RED with a bit of copper streaks. And I had her cut it. And I wanted it to be Very noticeable.
It's not. I look exactly the same but with shorter hair. And that's always the way.
I have the same face and take the same picture as when I was a baby. Now here's the unfair thing: Jsa, my nephew, looked exactly like me when he was a baby. He looks totally different now and such a cutie! For real, y'all. He is a very attractive young man. He got to "grow" into his looks. I got to keep mine. Hmph.
Oh, so getting back to the "why I probably don't have a boyfriend reason number 2" thing. I need to style my hair now as I don't have the option of putting it up. Also. I need to wear makeup. I decided I was going to start making an effort on my appearance more and yeah, that's gone to shitake mushrooms. Also. I need to shave my legs, get my nails done, get a pedi, lose some weight, exercise, walk my dogs, learn to speak Spanish, study more, clean my house, clean out my refrigerator, mop, dust, do laundry - WAIT! I'm exhausted. What was the point again?
Take pride in my appearance.
I lost my mascara. I have like three of them. I keep one in my purse and I can't find it. In fact, I hate my purse. In fact, that's not the point at all. But how am I expected to put on mascara when I can't find the stuff to put on!?
And shave my legs? Do you people realize that I live in a teeny, tiny trailer the size of large SUV and the shower is like half the size of a port-o-potie?
And again, I am quite LARGE. Oh! And to top that off, the hot water heater storage tank holds about four minutes of hot water. So I can wash my front side or my backside, but not both.
I exaggerate. Slightly. But not about how much hot water I get, I really don't get much and four minutes is about right.
I need to take pride in my appearance, which I kind of do because I am ALWAYS (wait, where is the Bold and underline and italics for that?) trying and buying clothes in an attempt to look Less fat.
And, if I do say so myself, I do have a great sense of style, quite unique to me, and still hip, if a bit funky.
I just can't be bothered with makeup and hair styling all the time. I think I look pretty good without it. But as one person put it, it's the icing on the cake - would I give a birthday cake to a friend that I hadn't put frosting on? Well . . . eh. Ok, ok. I wouldn't. I guess.
But, it just seems like a lot of work to do everyday for a guy. At least the guys I know anyway.
Wait! I think I'm inspiring myself to go out shopping! For mascara! For new razors! For things I can't afford! A new purse! A new movie to watch as I sit here alone on a Saturday night without a boyfriend!
Target, here I come!!!!