IN the animal kingdom, the male peacock carries around a giant feathery tail to intice the female peacock into mating... the male lion has a giant tuft of fur around his neck simply to impress... the male cardinal takes his chances being bright red and sticking out like a sore thumb in the cruel cruel forest just to make his lady happy... so WTF happened to people???
Do men jam a piece of string up their butt crack and call it a "jock thong"? Do they bend over and have their underwire t-shirt jam a pointy piece of metal into their armpit? Do they suffer with the four inch heel on their work boots? Do they remove almost every bit of body hair for that clean polished look? NO... NO THEY DON'T!! We do!
So I say, Women of the World Unite! Stop dressing for men... Let's just dress for ourselves... Do you really care if your legs look like tree trunks in those comfortable Dr. Scholl's nurses shoes? Do you care if your Mom's boobs touch her belly button?? How about your sister?? Do you really care if you can see her panty lines? Let's just chuck it all... I have a feeling that the men will still be comin' around, even if you are wearing a house dress that contains enough material to make a decent car cover out of when you get sick of the color of it... Testosterone will see to that...
So let's take a lesson from the animal kingdom and get a little balance back in our wardrobes... OH... and no... I'm not just saying this cause I'm sick of picking those freakin' thongs up off the Wally World floor... well... ok.. so maybe I am... but... whatever... JUST SAY NO!!!
Later...
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