But someday we'll all be old
And I'll be so damn beautiful
Meanwhile I'll hide my head
Here in this paper bag
I'm a girly-girl. I pretend that I'm not sometimes, and other times, I announce it proudly. Romance novels and glasses of wine are my ultimate weakness. I'm a sure addict of Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice. I'm pretty caught up in General Hospital, and I would absolutely love to be a soap actress. Laugh all you want... It's what I fantasize about. No joking around. Getting/giving myself pedicures puts me such a fantastic mood. I love getting dressed up, just as much as I love to don a pair of sweats and watch chick-flicks and silly romantic movies. Watching Extreme Makeover: Home Edition makes me bawl like a baby... No lie. I sob. I'm not ashamed to cry about things. I own too many shoes, clothes and jewelery, and I don't ever wear 2/3 of it... But I find excuses to keep them all. I'm a sucker for puppies, babies and bubble baths. McDreamy and Tom Brady top my list, and I named my GPS after a character on one of my shows. Bring me roses or chocolate and my heart is won over. Candles... Big fan.
I am a girly-girl in so many ways... and in so many ways, I'm not. I have many fronts and I have many attributes that stem from the different labels that compose my individual person. Some days, I love grunge and other days, I prefer the "rock'n'roll" idea/label/style/existence. Sometimes the only thing I need are a good pair of pajamas, a bowl of popcorn, a beer and the television. Other times, I like pretending I'm someone different.
Today, I'm a girly-girl.
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