Things Guys Will Never Understand…
The skeevy feeling and odd crunching sound of taking off glitter nailpolish off with a cotton ball.
Having to get to get into a bodycon dress…..
Finding undergarments that don’t show under that bodycon dress.
Getting out of that said bodycon dress
Waxing…..like really waxing.
Walking in 4 inch heels. Add a bodycon dress into the mix.
The near death experience you feel those few seconds before clamping down with an eyelash curler.
Feeling the need to shout out to the painters who are applying new numbers on your door that your “husband is still inside just in case you were wondering“. Then wondering why you are dropping the husband word so prematurely. Also why you feel the need to announce it to workers who aren’t trained assassins there to take you out but merely there doing their job of replacing the black numbers on your door to new gold ones which are actually quite lovely and festive for around the holidays.
How Sephora is our happy place.
Tell me that picture doesn’t make you instantly more happy.
That if something is very expensive and marked down significantly it doesn’t matter if it was still expensive all said it done……I mean you got it for a steal of a price.
Topknots with red lipstick meaning now they can’t kiss you for the entire rest of the night (unless you are wearing this one….holy grail of all reds).
That super uncomfortable feeling of having to use the bathroom in a romper…..in a public setting…..with one of those stalls that you can still totally see into.
How your heart rate inappropriately speeds up when you walk past a white van with no windows.
Admit it…..your heart rate just went up seeing that visual.
Car dancing. Especially with choreographed moves that may involve a hair flip or two.
Now take a picture of just my shoes.
How they have to get the ice cream out of the Blue Bell container because anytime one has to use two hands and prop it up against your hips to open……automatically that guilt sets in about the pending consumption. It’s just easier if you serve it to us.
The measuring cup has always been in the exact same location. We promise. Hasn’t moved or taken up residency next to the wine opener because that would just be silly.
Why if they are sitting there quietly (most likely trying to work) how difficult it is to not invade their personal space.
The straight up addiction that is Barre classes. I mean it’s like a religion.
The concept of Pinterest.
How Christopher and Lorelai are just suppose to be together. Stupid Gigi.
How any activity can be an excuse to drink wine. “It’s laundry Tuesdays time to try that new Chardonnay we have been saving“.
Finally…..how they secretly love our crazy selves and can’t imagine a day without us. Especially since they would never be able to find the iPhone charging cord or where that receipt from Trader Joe’s is to return the shepherds pie that you suggested in the first place probably wasn’t a good idea.
There you have it. Just a few of my random thoughts. I know it got a tad bit specific there…….tell me some things that guys will never understand. Are you linking up tomorrow? Tell me all about your favorites from the week!!