Did you know that Leandra actually has a husband? She is funny, she is smart, and she has a husband. We should probably meet someday.
And jump around on the master bed trying to hit the ceiling.
If our husbands lets us.
probably already, everyone knew about it...
But I mean she is the manrepeller, does she supposed to get married? And what is next? Being pregnant in overalls? Cool though, cannot wait.
But this brings up the question regarding men and relationship with them. Do we dress up to them? Do we buy things to make them look at us, admire us, fall in love with us, and marry us?
What happens after?
Finally you nailed the guy, you move together happy everafter.
If you are lucky enough as I am, with the man comes the walk-in-closet, yuppy, even if it is shared with him, it is a walk in closet. Yes, he does have a tiny little part of the shelves, where he can place his clothes. Nice of me, I know.
After a year or two, his place reduces even more, understandable.
I need the place.
After even more and more years, he turns the question to you: Why on earth do you need so much clothes at all?
Even though we women all know there is no answer logical enough to this stupid question, you just all of a sudden realise, that you nailed him, because you dressed up the way you dressed up. Blabla about the soulmate stuff, right, that does not show on the clothes you wore, when he looked at you the first time ever. This leaves you to the no right answer situation, an the only cool answer for this is to theatrically feel hurt.
Or, start to give away your not so used clothes to the ones in need, and admit, the you never ever in your life wear the shade of magenta, in fact, and magenta, nor pink, nor light blue or electric yellow in fact, since you are a grey and its shades person.
Please notice, that my Isabel Marant and COS bracelet are indeed red, so I do wear colours on a daily basis, yesh.
What are your colors? And what do you do to nail the desired man?
But I mean she is the manrepeller, does she supposed to get married? And what is next? Being pregnant in overalls? Cool though, cannot wait.
But this brings up the question regarding men and relationship with them. Do we dress up to them? Do we buy things to make them look at us, admire us, fall in love with us, and marry us?
What happens after?
Finally you nailed the guy, you move together happy everafter.
If you are lucky enough as I am, with the man comes the walk-in-closet, yuppy, even if it is shared with him, it is a walk in closet. Yes, he does have a tiny little part of the shelves, where he can place his clothes. Nice of me, I know.
After a year or two, his place reduces even more, understandable.
I need the place.
After even more and more years, he turns the question to you: Why on earth do you need so much clothes at all?
Even though we women all know there is no answer logical enough to this stupid question, you just all of a sudden realise, that you nailed him, because you dressed up the way you dressed up. Blabla about the soulmate stuff, right, that does not show on the clothes you wore, when he looked at you the first time ever. This leaves you to the no right answer situation, an the only cool answer for this is to theatrically feel hurt.
Or, start to give away your not so used clothes to the ones in need, and admit, the you never ever in your life wear the shade of magenta, in fact, and magenta, nor pink, nor light blue or electric yellow in fact, since you are a grey and its shades person.
Please notice, that my Isabel Marant and COS bracelet are indeed red, so I do wear colours on a daily basis, yesh.
What are your colors? And what do you do to nail the desired man?
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