CreamyLady
Uncompromising Visionary
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- Apr 20, 2000
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This has me mystified:
This morning, running from behind as usual, I raced through my shower, threw on a sweatshirt and leggings and my ugly clogs, and ran to the car with my hair every which way, no makeup, nothing particularly eyecatching about me unless one thinks of the Gorgon Medusa. My hair was of a similar style.
I got a very warm, appreciative look from a guy across the street, and a very, very warm smile; the kind of smile that makes one think of a wrecked bed.
In the past, I've left the house with every hair in place, clothing neat, tidy and relatively stylish, and in good shoes; not so much as a good morning from that quarter.
Tell me, men, what is so appealing about the dragged-through-a-haystack-backward look? I'd really like to know, because my more significant relationships have started with me looking like something that cat spit up.
I really need to know how to dress come July.
This morning, running from behind as usual, I raced through my shower, threw on a sweatshirt and leggings and my ugly clogs, and ran to the car with my hair every which way, no makeup, nothing particularly eyecatching about me unless one thinks of the Gorgon Medusa. My hair was of a similar style.
I got a very warm, appreciative look from a guy across the street, and a very, very warm smile; the kind of smile that makes one think of a wrecked bed.
In the past, I've left the house with every hair in place, clothing neat, tidy and relatively stylish, and in good shoes; not so much as a good morning from that quarter.
Tell me, men, what is so appealing about the dragged-through-a-haystack-backward look? I'd really like to know, because my more significant relationships have started with me looking like something that cat spit up.
I really need to know how to dress come July.