Whose body do you have in your family?

Passed a few girls in a drunken convo last night, and all I heard was this:

"Because you know, I got my dad's body and my sister got my mom's body, so it's like, you know, totally not fair."

Girls love discussing about whose body we got in our family. Not only is it a serious source of resentment (especially among sisters), but it's also interesting to discuss the traits we wish we had. I often pull out pictures of my brother on my iPhone to show friends, "And look, my brother totally got my mom's olive skin. He tans so easily. Although, he does have more moles."


Whose body in your family do you have? Discuss that with a friend today, if you haven't already. And then talk about whose Chelsea Clinton got? Girls are absurd!

Profile Pics: Baby Fake-Outs

That's just a picture of you and a baby as your Facebook profile. Oh, I get it. You didn't get knocked up. Whew! But if you did, that's great! Just be clear.

Girls love to set their profile pic to a photo of them holding a baby. Why? Because for a second, everyone thinks it is their baby, freaks out, and then looks at their profile.

And it works. I find myself searching and searching through girl's profiles for wasted minutes of my day. "Okay, this pic was taken four months ago, and they were not pregnant then so... Oh look, their sister is pregnant. It must be hers." Then I click on the sisters page and look at all the pics of her baby. Usually, her profile pic is just a picture of the baby. Acceptable, but still absurd.

Should it be an international Facebook rule that you can only put a baby in your profile pic if the baby came out of you or your girlfriend/wife/adoption agency/surrogate mother? Maybe? But then it's always fun to figure out if someone had a baby or not, ya know? What else are you doing with your afternoon?

Despite the absurdity, I still find it really tempting to post pictures of myself with babies. They're just so cute. Other people need to see how cute this baby is. I can't help that I'm in the photo, right?

Girls are absurd.

Fro Yo!!!!

Girls love frozen yogurt or as girl-slang terms it “fro-yoooo!” Several of my friends find an excuse for fro-yo at least once a day. Most reasoning go something like this...

“But I need something sweet after lunch and dinner...and breakfast.”

“Your boyfriend broke up with you two years ago too? We should get fro-yo and talk about it.”

“God, I’ve been studying really hard for fifteen minutes. I really deserve fro-yo. How convenient that I’m studying at TCBY.”

"I'm on a diet. I can only eat at Pinkberry this week."

In addition, girls boast about fro-yo’s fat-free claim while adding every calorie riddled topping available. “Okay, I’ll get a TCBY Chiller with Butter-finger bites, Oreo crumbles, and gummi bears. Wait! Is that fat-free yogurt? It is? Okay, good.”

At the University of Texas where I went to college, TCBY maintains a “heavy flow” of sorority girls spilling their emotions from opening till close ,while a line Four Runners revolves through the drive-thru. And frozen yogurt shop owners aren’t oblivious. Last week I saw this cocky sign at Fro-Yo place in Pasadena, California.


I wonder how many inquiries they had before someone deemed a passive aggressive sign necessary? However, I’ve noticed some of my friends abuse frozen yogurt beyond reasonable intake levels, and it SCARES ME, especially when two or more fro-yo crazed friends realize each other’s passion and form a “Fro-Yo Crazed Gang”.

I spent a weekend with a Fro-Yo Crazed Gang a few months ago and everything they planned centered around proximity to frozen yogurt shops. I’m pretty sure we had frozen yogurt six times in two days. And if I resisted, they guilt-ed me with this...“So, you’re not going to get anything? It’s fat free and only four dollars. How dare you think all frozen yogurt places are the same! This place is totally famous for their (any of the following) creative gourmet flavors/crazy mix-ins/cool chairs.”

I barley escaped at my same weight level. Girls are absurd.

American Girl Doll Fashion

Get so excited. I just found a shirt at Gap that strikingly similar to Molly McIntire's "After-school Outfit & Oxfords." 


Thanks to: http://curtdanhauser.com/AG_Collecting/Main.html - for the Molly pic

Hold on, I'm gonna take my shoes off.

"Hold on, I'm gonna take my shoes off." How many times have you gone to a wedding, sorority formal, or prom-like function and taken off your shoes while you dance? Let me lay out for you the sequence of events that leads to this girl absurdity.

1. You wear heels that are "so cute" or what Rachel Zoe would term "beyond".

2. You decide to to hit the dance floor with your friends.

3. Your feet hurt after five minutes of dancing so you take off your shoes and hide them under the nearest table, not the table where your purse is because that would be sensible.

4. You dance violently with your free feet and end up a crazy-sweaty mess. Everyone loves you and swears you're the best dancer at the party until...

5. A girl who kept her shoes on steps on your foot with her heal.

6. You take a seat and check your dance-battle wound. During this time you notice your feet are NASTY but hit the dance floor again anyway.

7. The party ends and you can't remember what table your shoes are under. After ten minutes of yelling to your friends, "Don't leave yet. I can't find my shoes!" You find them just as they turn the venue's real lights back on or...

8. You find them but decide not to put them back on. Your date carries you piggy-back to the car OR you walk to the car with no shoes on. I've done both.

9. Once home, you wash your feet off in the bath-tub.

I remembered this absurd sequence because I have a wedding this weekend and couldn't decide if I should wear heels. I knew I wanted to dance, but thought I was too old to take off my shoes. Resolution? I'm wearing heels but bringing flats in my purse.

Jump Pictures!

Girls love to jump in pictures. Not only is it ten times more absurd than squatting, it's sometimes inappropriate and disrespectful, which are key factors to “girl fun”.

In addition, jump pictures take ten minutes because the person taking the picture has to figure out the jump to press button ratio. “Jump now. Wait, I missed it. Jump again, aw, you jumped too soon. It’s 1,2,3, JUMP. Aw, I missed it again.”

"But I'm not at my peak jump moment..."

And girls know that the best/most disrespectful places to take jump pictures are national monuments, historical landmarks, and foreign countries like Switzerland and Rome.

Happy jumping. Girls are absurd!

Give 'em an inch.

How come when every time your nice to a weird and creepy guy, he suddenly finds his way into every corner or your life? Give them an inch, they will take a mile. This is the rule and we must live by it.  My friend and I were discussing this last Saturday. We are both weirdo magnets, and we've had to wiggle our way out of tons of awkward relationships that we never wanted in the first place. Just say no. On the other hand - give the guys you like a mile, they will take an inch! Guys are absurd.

Girl Garage Sale!

LIVE D.J. + MIMOSA + DRINK + CHAMPAGNE + PARTY + MOVING

If you can't tell, a group of GIRLS is having a garage sale! I saw this poster last Friday night and was blow away at girl absurdity. Honestly, I was jealous that I never thought to decorate a garage sale poster as if I was in high school.

The best thing about this this poster is the magazine cut outs. Girls LOVE magazine cut outs because in a way that regular written word can't express you, magazine cut outs can. Even if it is a cut out of a word such at "love", if it's cut from a magazine, it's more expressive. Also, pictures of girls enjoying nature in a mystical ways is always a pleasure.

I also really love that they hired a live d.j. (because I don't want a dead one) and will have champagne - because why throw just a garage sale when you could have a party too?

So, next time you're throwing a garage sale, think marketing and GIRL IT UP! Pull out your old Seventeen magazines and get to work. And glitter paint! Lots of glitter paint, at least.

TV Character Romance Remixes

Even though I hate procedural dramas, last week I watched an episode of Fox's Bones, where according to IMDB "a cynical and lonely forensic anthropologist (Emily Deschanel) and a cocky FBI agent (David Boreanaz) partner up to solve long-ago murders". After reading that log line, I'm sure you already guessed that I was hooked, not on the crappy murder cases, but on the witty banter/sexual tension between the main characters.

Naturally I typed Bones into Youtube to watch a few more clips of just Deschanel and Boreanaz and was quickly reminded of TV Character Romance Remixes. These are short Youtube videos with spliced clips of a TV show's romantic couple to the ballad of an overplayed pop song usually by James Blunt.

The best part about Romance Remixes is that they center around characters with suppressed relationships, so by creating the video, obsessed fans can receive the fulfillment they long for on screen. i.e. Jim and Pam, Booth and Brenen, etc.

Look how cute we are!

Doesn't it just warm your heart when you see a girl show off how cute she is with her boyfriend? Me too, except by warm my heart I mean throw my face up. I'm not talking about PDA, I'm talking about jumping all over him, swinging your hair around on him, excessive punching, and giggling. I was reminded of this absurdity yesterday at Runyon Canyon when a really in shape couple ran up in front of me and stopped to show off. How did they know I was single? Was it my old sorority t-shirt and heart rate monitor/watch?

At one point they stopped to stretch next to me and she decided to run through his legs about seven or eight times just to be cute. Luckily, I have an iphone and took a picture. This was before she decided it would be better to run with her hair down. Yes, he reached out and started playing with it along the trail.

In addition, this issue is also demonstrated when a girl wears her boyfriend's clothes excessively. It's permissible to wear his sweatshirt or jacket occasionally, but when it becomes almost a uniform, it's time to shut your face. Incredibly guilty of this is my sorority little sis who when she met her now fiance, wore his green fleece jacket so much I think she showered in it. Seriously, she wore everyday all day and to bed. At the time I thought, "At least it can't go the other way", but I was quickly corrected when I saw him around campus wearing her hospital pants from her appendectomy. Congrats Katie and Will. GIRLS ARE ABSURD.

Katie in Will's green sweatshirt. This pic was EASY to find.

Honeymoon Hair

Honey Moon Hair: The short period after you leave the salon when your hair looks absolutely fabulous from all the cool products and intense blow-out. Like any honeymoon, the goal of this period is to make it last as long as possible. After my previous hair cut, I went four days avoiding sweating and taking sponge baths. Call me nasty but it was worth it because as soon as that honeymoon ends, you are faced with the challenge of recreating the salon hair everyday until your next hair cut.

Look boyz, I can do gymnastics!

Cousin to dancing in public for attention is performing gymnastics in public for attention. I'm not referring to official shows or gym class. I'm talking about spur of the moment, "Hey, here's a patch of grass in this parking lot. "Watch what I can do best friend. That's a silent challenge for you to then show me what you can do."

Most guilty are girls without formal gymnastic training who brag about their "natural abilities." Their natural abilities usually include: almost going down all the way on the splits, hand stands if someone holds their legs, cart-wheels with almost straight legs, and round offs.

I remember doing this several times in middle school and high school, not to mention my "bar routines" on the elementary school playground. Wait... are the bars on a playground only a male conspiracy to train young girls into strippers? Someone start an investigative report!

Anyway - Yesterday on my lunch break, I walked across the street from my office to the La Brea tar-pits. When I arrived, I noticed several school buses parked along the side and gangs of annoyed teens taking up every picnic table instead of the usual homeless people.

I persisted to read the Vanity Fair I bought to look cool, but immediately noticed several girls demonstrating their extreme knowledge of gymnastics for all of the surrounding tables of boys pretending not to watch. Am I creepy for taking pictures of this social phenomenon? YES. ENJOY. YOU'RE WELCOME.

This attempt at the splits didn't work out.

So she got a friend to come help her. Honestly, this happened.

These boys were sitting at the table over from me. I won't repeat their dialog.

GIRLS ARE ABSURD!

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I invoke the power of my charm bracelet!!!!

In second grade charm bracelets were a very important fashion accessory. I even remember when my teacher asked me to take mine off because it jingled too much. I was so offended. "Does she not know the symbols represent everything important in my life? How am I supposed to concentrate if my charm bracelet doesn't constantly remind me of roller blading, my dog's paw, and the letter K?" (see picture right)

Charms originated in Ancient Egypt and for some unnecessary reason, girls and women still find it heartwarming to wear small metal versions of everyday objects or ideas on a chain.

Charm Bracelet Population

According to Websters, charms are something worn or carried on one's person for its supposed magical effect.
Ironically, this strongly contradicts the morals of the strongest Charm Bracelet group, Christians and Southern Christians. If the Bible says not to believe in magic, then wearing a charm bracelet to invoke its powers is highly sinful. So to justify, Christians load their bracelets with tons of crosses.

King of this phenomenon is jewelry craftsman, James Avery. James Avery stores are the candy land of charms. Classy panels under windexed glass cases display every power you can imagine invoking. Yes, I'm so thankful my doctor wears a charm bracelet so she can invoke the charm of a stethoscope. Real stethoscopes never work.

Charm Absurdity

REAL James Avery Charms: Warm Thoughts Charm, Bullet Charm, Rifle Charm, Flip Flop Charm, Pizza Slice Charm, Luxury Liner Charm, Laptop Charm, 3-D Boy Charm, and to put it all inside - the James Avery Shopping Bag Charm.

Renamed by me:

Fads Charm


Terrorism Charm


Consumerism Charm

New charm suggestions: Hand Sanitizer Charm, Lost Virginity Charm, No Longer Handicapped Charm.

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Toile Nation

A very classy Magic Eye

Over eight years ago, my mother incorporated toile into every room of her house. The toile pattern wallpapers two bathrooms, composes three bedspreads, accentuates fifteen pillows, and adorns twenty seven plates. "Toile is a classic pattern" she says, "It doesn't go out of style. I'll never have to redecorate again!" And she hasn't. In fact, the French pattern finds it's way into more and more rooms each year. If you're unsure what I'm referring to, toile is a 16th century French pattern featuring romantic couples and happy children in tranquil park scenes.

But it wasn't just my mom. Suddenly, every girl/woman went toile crazy. Everything from craft fair lady jackets to dog beds were made of toile. Magazines featured tons of toile on toile action as perfectly legit.

Toile on Toile Bedroom Action

Craft Fair Toile Crazy

Not even the most punk rock girls go un-toiled

No toile stone was left unturned. Yes, toile was declared the greatest fabric ever designed. It was the ultimate trend, but yet, not a trend at all!

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Ugg Decorating! Face painting for the Self Absorbed

This weekend I went to Nordstrom and to my un-surprise, a whole quarter of the store was sectioned off and dedicated to Uggs. This is totally appropriate because it's finally winter in LA, a snowy 65 degrees. Yes, I expect this, but what I saw next was a new level of absurdity.

Stretching from the shoe department all the way to the men's scarves, a line of girls waited for their Uggs to be decorated by a rapper-like but highly talented Ugg Tattoo artist.  Why go plain when you can be "personalized" ... or extra tacky?

Don't be ashamed. For all of you girls who are reading this now, totally wanting to get your Uggs decorated, I talked to Mr. Nordstrom myself. The Ugg tatt man will be at the Nordstrom at Westside Pavilion, the day after Thanksgiving. 

It's Bonus Time!

If your mom tried to teach you anything, its to revolve your make-up purchases around the "bonus time" season at Clinique (or some other department store make-up counter).

Heaven forbid you buy new concealer when they're not offering a "free" gift! You'd be cheating yourself out of a whole bag of goodies. Of course, after weeks of stretching your concealer to last until Bonus Time, you have to buy an extra lip gloss, mascara, and face lotion to receive the free gift, which coincidentally contains a lip gloss, mascara, and face lotion.

Common free gifts:
"Exclusive Tote" (with any $75 beauty purchase)
'Happy' Sample
Random shade of lipstick for a different skin tone
Fold up brush with small mirror inside the handle that you can't see your whole face in.
Cute cosmetic bag! (of course)

And could that cute cosmetic bag be any better to put tampons in so they don't break open and gather dust and lint at the bottom of your purse (ME True Hollywood Story)? We have a whole drawer of Bonus Time bags at our house that we keep stashed with tampons.

Grandmas and Bonus Time - Has anyone ever received a bag of make-up from your Grandma full of old free gift crap from the 1960s to early 1990s? I have, and I used it...all.

The best is when Grandma tries to pass down that lipstick or blush that does match her skin tone but doesn't realize you have the exact same skin color/genes. (great for multi-racial families!)

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Are you married... IN YOUR MIND?????

Single girls listen up. Recent studies show marriages are ending in divorce by an astounding 60% (the last figure I heard when I still did high school research papers. Lexus Nexus anyone!?!).

BUT what America doesn’t realize is that a far greater percentage of the population is married and divorced than officially declared. But who? And where?

It’s you, and it’s in your mind. Every time a girl sees an attractive guy from afar, her mind immediately marries him, just as a tester. Within the next few hours, the girl develops his complete wonderful personality solely inside her imagination.

Now, let’s avoid a Nature vs. Nurture debate and just say that every girl does it. I’d even state that 99.9%, no 100% of girls have at one time or all times been, what hilarious comedienne, Emma Field Rayner officially terms, MIND MARRIED.

1 married
Function: noun

Date: 14th century
1 a: being in the state of matrimony : wedded b: of or relating to marriage

1 mind married
Function: noun
Date: 300 B.C.
1 a: being in the state of matrimony only in your MIND, without the other person knowing.
2 a: note that the husband and wife in this marriage do not know each other at all or have not met any more than a small introduction. Most importantly, it is only imagined by one person in the marriage, the wife.

Mind marriages can also commence if a girl says to another girl she wants to set you up with someone, tells you about him in a flattering manner, and then shows you their picture (preferably a whole album on Facebook).

Don't go this far. It's only in your mind.

THE MIND MARRIED PARADOX

During a Mind Marriage, you often imagine your “husband” as an incredible person who is everything you ever dreamed, BUT once you actually get to know your “husband” in real life, you realize they lack either half or all of the personality/qualities you created in your mind. This leads to what Field-Rayner, refers to as MIND DIVORCE.

1 mind divorce
Function: noun

Date: officially coined in 2008
1. a: The process of divorcing a man you are only married to in your mind, because when you actually got to know him, he’s not who he was in your mind at all! (How dare him.)

Great things about Mind Divorces:
Confrontation free
No lawyer necessary
Get to keep the Mind Children

You get to keep the village in Africa you imaginary adopted!

Bad things about Mind Divorces:
No multi-million dollar settlement
No one to obsess over
Finding a new Mind Marriage

Depending on the girl and timing, finding a new Mind Marriage can take years or a day. Personally, I form many mind marriages a month, but certain ones last longer than others.

Q: Can you continue a Mind Marriage after you realize you want a Mind Divorce?

A: Absolutely, but it will never be as fulfilling. Sometimes I hold on to a mind marriage after divorce only because the person I created in my mind is worth keeping around.

Q: But what if a girl and a guy both consider each other in a mind marriage but don’t know it? Do the Gods come down and create automatic real marriage?

A: Nope. This situation never exists because I don’t think guys have mind marriages. If both people like each other and express that, I think it’s called the beginning stages of dating.

Q: Should I try to get to know my Mind Marriage in the real world?

A: Sure. There is a one in a million chance they are great, but be willing to find a new one if you encounter the Mind Marriage paradox. Is it stupid? Who cares? Girls are absurd!

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Favorite Old-New Quote...

When I was cleaning out my desk last week I found a post-it with this quote...

"So backless, it's frontless."

I don't know where I heard this, but I think it's hilarious. Then I found this picture!
If you know the origins, please contact me: girlsareabsurd@gmail.com


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T-Shirts: Girls Can Make Anything Slutty

In the '90s, rolling up your sleeves was considered cute, but give girls an inch of skin to show and they'll take it a mile. This trend quickly transformed into cutting t-shirts in all sorts of slutty ways.
Soon, sorority girls everywhere whipped out their craft scissors, usually reserved for scrap booking, and took them to the t-shirt. Cutting up a t-shirt into your own personal style perfectly says the two things girls want guys to know:

a) I'm crafty and helpful around the house.
b) I'm slutty and easy around the house.

A perfect place to show off your craftiness is at college football games where intoxication blurs the lines of acceptable clothing. Plus, using a school t-shirt adds a c-factor to the mix.

c) I've got school spirit.

While some t-shirt renovations are straight out provocative, a movement among the cute girls did provide a few options for classiness, such as the recently popularized t-shirt dress. Have a picture of your work? Send it to me.


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Arm Shavers

In the past few years I've noticed more and more girls shaving their arms. For some it grows back darker and thicker (yuk!) so they have to keep shaving. For others it grows back the same. I have a feeling if I shaved mine it would grow back as thick as pube hair. That's just how cool my body is.

When I was in high school, a lot of the cool girls started shaving their arms and it became the thing to do. Suddenly, you saw girls bragging to guys about their smooth arms. I could look around the lunch room and see at least one guy touching a girls arm. It was such a social pressure. It was kind of substitute for a guy feeling up your legs. Can you imagine the teacher lounge conversations: Feeling a girls legs in the lunch room? Detention. Feeling a girls arm? I guess that's okay...?

I can understand why some girls would want to shave their arms: it's seems noticeable, thick, and ugly. But honestly, no one notices. What about when it grows back spiky and you don't have time to shave them. It's not like your legs where you can just wear jeans for months at time and never have to shave (not that I do that or anything :-).

Arm Hair Miracle Story
When my brother was seven, he had really thick blonde arm hair. The rest of his hair was dark brown so it looked out of place. It could be styled it was so long. The kids at school called him the werewolf. One day he took one of my razors and shaved off all his arm hair (at 7!) He got in a lot of trouble but it grew back into normal air hair. For the fun of it, he still had the other kids call him werewolf.

Talking About Babies

Girls love talking about how cute babies are, but sometimes I find myself going too far. I think other girls do too. Here are some things I've said about babies recently.

"I wanna make a face cream out of babies' tears."
"I'm going to start a new diet eating only babies' chunky thighs."
"I wanna line my car with soft baby fat."
"I wanna put candies in a babies neck and gobble them out."
"I wanna float through air surrounded by baby giggles."
"I wanna make baby toes Popsicles and then get the flu."
"I wanna ship a jar of baby smiles to the Queen of England."
"I wanna fill my pockets with baby hands and then hold them all day."
"I wanna make a shirt of soft baby hair."

The thing is, most girls I know don't want a baby right now. They just want to think about one, myself included, and that's why girls are absurd!

The Tease Kiss Pic

Absurd girls love to take pictures like they're going to kiss each other.

I call it The Tease Kiss Pic for two reasons:
1. It teases guys who think the girls might actually kiss.
2. Girls like to drunkenly giggle afterward and say, "What if we did!?"

And you can bet that the next day the whole album will be posted on Facebook. Have fun cleaning that up for potential employers.

Girls love to Tease Kiss especially on a night of drunken splendor. I've actually witnessed several straight girls spend the whole night tease kissing for the camera and then later, escalate into real making out with each other (myself remaining abstinate).

Since I couldn't steal my friends pictures of them Tease Kissing, I took this picture of me Tease Kissing myself in Photobooth, because I'm absurd.

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Dolls are Absurd

Dolls are the most absurd toy in a girl's life. Why? Because basically it says, "Here little girl, take this plastic version of yourself and pretend you birthed it, even though you were just born yourself... and don't ask any questions."

I was into American Girl dolls long before they became so commercial. I like to brag about that. I also think I'm not the only one who learned how to French braid on Samantha, Molly, or Kirsten.

"Samantha, you're everyone's favorite."

There's no need to even mention how absurd Barbies are. I think all of us sat through the rant of a radical feminist professor at one point or another. Sure, they're a terrible representation of women, but who cares! They're fun. Remember playing at "that girl's" house who had hundreds of expensive Barbies? That was always a good time. It was kind of like, "Wow, she's really spoiled, but this is blowing my mind."
Of course there's always that one friend who's BRAGS, "I was never into dolls, especially Barbies. " Well, you missed out, anti-doll girl. Don't let her make you feel stupid for playing with them. She missed "a normal part of being absurd."

In the end, a natural part of out-growing dolls is when you claim to only "change their outfits" and not actually "play" with them anymore. You find yourself bragging to several friends on the fifth grade play ground, I don't really play with my dolls anymore, I just change their outfits." It's hard, but it has to happen. Notice the double standard: Girls give up dolls, but boys don't have to give up video games!

For your enjoyment, below is a photo-shoot I did of my dolls in second grade:

Notice how I hung pictures at their eye level in my room.

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Realtionship Status: Absurd

My heart always warms when Facebook informs me two of my non-les girl friends are either "in a relationship", "married", or what's more, "complicated".

Having your best friend officially presented as your Facebook relationship partner is a big step these days. It's pretty much the "best friends heart necklace" of the 21st century.


In addition, it's a subtle brag to the rest of the "face world" that a girl considers you good enough to date/marry/complicate things with, and if you had the choice, would be "frusbands" friend-husbands.

Never mind the subtle subtext sent to your other "good friend" that you are not as close as she thought.

Still, I can't decide which is worse: two girls in a relationship, or a girl's profile picture as a happy snap shot of her and her boyfriend. If that's not a brag, I don't know what is.

Personal Disclaimer: not bitter, just pointing out the obvious. But if I did have a boyfriend, I would definitely put a picture of us as my profile pic. Did I just admit that?

In conclusion, adding a friend as your love interest is a gag me situation, but who cares? That's why girls are absurd. DO IT NOW!


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Whistle-tutes: absurdly perpetuating street hollas for all of us

My favorite part of walking down a street is when a dirty guy in something like a late model Taurus slows down to check me out, manually cranks down his window, and hollas at me to get in his car. Nothing could make could make me feel more safe and valued to know that out of anyone on the street, I was his top choice. Especially if I am in my car, I am always more than eager to pull into the nearest Burger King parking lot and grab a milk shake together...or more.


Honestly though, haven't these creepy guys been rejected enough? Don't they know how shady and annoying they are? I'm sure they do, but still persist due to a low percentage of girls who do respond.

So, who are these girls and what are they thinking? Don't they know they're absurd if not pathetic? Apparently not. Luckily, in 2004, Gwen Stefani made a slight case against girls who respond to booty calls, terming them, "holla back girls". This term, although over-arching-ly appropriate, is not strong enough for the offense at hand. Instead, I believe girls who respond to a street whistle should be termed, "whistle-tutes". For instance, if your friend waves at a guy who slows down to holla, you should stop all immediate conversation and say, "What are you, some whistle-tute or something?"
Personal story: One time I was walking into an interview when a guy in a shady Cadillac rolled to a stop and asked me if I had a job. I told him I was going on an interview. He said to forget the interview and that he could get me a job dancing in his car. While I thanked him for the offer, I told him I had other promising prospects and continued into the building. I didn't end up getting the real job, but I wrote them a thank you note for the interview and informed them of my other dancing offer. I'm just kidding. I didn't do that, but I should have.

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