Message 8/10
Date: 07-May-10 @ 10:50 PM Edit: 08-May-10 | 12:53 AM -
RE: Women
another thought on women. women in most if not all cultures grow up, starting from when they
are little girls, learning how to wear makeup and pick out clothes, clothes that match, keep up
with fashion trends, and that look good on them. guys grow up preferring jeans and a t-shirt in
their preteen years, choosing jeans and a t-shirt in their teen years, preferring jeans and a t-
shirt
in their college years, and when years later they can finally retire and are no longer required to
wear suits and ties they get out their jeans and t-shirts again. granted, guys usually have a
favorite shirt but we wear that shirt long after it's become so worn out that there are actually
holes worn through parts of it until one day with tears in our eyes we finally have to throw it in
the
trash and that's one of the most difficult things we have to do in life.
so how is it that women will ask their husbands or boyfriends, "do i look good in this outfit?"
tossing their years of study out to rely on our vast jean and t-shirt opinion of the world of
fashion? and you know you can't answer "hun you look best in jeans, a t-shirt, and a shirt
that's
torn to shreds" because you'd be basically telling them that all those years of trying on
countless
fashions was in the end a waste of time. of course you have to answer, "you look like a million
dollars" to which they answer "be honest" to which you have to answer "i am being honest"
even
though you know you're not.
oh and another thing. at one point in my college years i had a job working in trees. i'd climb up
big trees using ladders and ropes in order to cut off dead limbs and stuff. one day after work i
went back to the stonybrook campus on long island but i wasn't in the mood to see my
girlfriend right away so i went to the cafe/nightclub called "the rainy nighthouse" after a song by
joni mitchell i think. turns out my girlfriend was there. i had come straight from work. she was
all over me and told me how sexy i looked and, of all things, smelled. guess what i was
wearing? jeans and a t-shirt covered with a combination of tree sap and black smudges, i
guess from dirt i picked up climbing around in trees. again, they ask us for our fashion
opinions. lol
next time a girl asks me how she looks i'm going to tell her to climb around in giant oak trees
for a day, then get back to me.