Friday, May 29, 2009

somedays i don't make much sense

I like what I’m wearing to work today.

The top makes me look real good. It adds to parts that need adding (yippee), and skims parts that don't.

Tra la la. It’s nice to come to work dressed killer for a change. Not that there’s anyone worth dressing killer for in office. But still.

That’s the thing. I don’t get those who say but why should we dress for men. What bullshit I say. Of course they also say that you should dress for your own self. Huh? Hogshit!

If I was dressing for myself, it would be a disaster. I wouldn’t bother. Really, why match, why accessorize, why put on make up, why wax…why bother. There’s only you who’s gonna see it. It’s a pretty stupid argument.

And as far as dressing for men is concerned, if it’s of any help I also dress for women. I mean women notice faster. They are more difficult to get compliments out of. And if they do, you know it’s because they really mean it, not because they are hoping to stick their tongue in your ear. Not that all men who compliment you are…but well, men don’t just notice the finer things do they?

They’ll just say, “Wow, you’re looking good.” Whereas a woman would say, “ Wow, that shade of lipstick is fantastic. Where did you get it?” whereby, you can lie and then feel smug that you’ll have something she isn’t going to get... not now at least.

I’m not a nice person.

Anyway, then there’s this thing I noticed today. That I stare more at women than at men. No, really. It’s because I’m trying to see Oh nice shoes, What jeans are those, Oh why is she carrying that sucky bag with that nice dress, Hmm…wonder where she cuts her hair.

Even if the world’s most hot looking guy came and hit me on the head, I probably wouldn’t notice. Because I’ll be looking at the girl with him and thinking, “Are those from Promod…is the sale still on?”

Whew. At least I don’t do that with my girlfriends. Because if I did, I wouldn’t have noticed Farhan Akhtar when S &I were going for our yoga class yesterday.

He was in his car. And the weird thing is he was laughing, head tilted at an angle and looking like a poster of himself at 6.45 in the morning. And there was no one else in the car. I’m thinking, boy, he’s strange. How can he look so perfect, smile and hair intact, head at an angle, full on pose look at this unearthly hour in the morning?

What if he’s always looks like that? Brushes his teeth, grin in place, head at an angle. Poops, grin in place, head at an angle. Drives, grin in place, head at an angle. What if he is Ken?

Bring on the impossible high heels. I’m gonna be Barbie!
By the way I wrote this post with my grin intact, and my head at an angle.


♥ÐÅyÐяєÅмє®♥ said...

wateva the thing written there only one thing can be deduced u care for ur appearance :P and u don't want to :P

Divya said...

Too true :D i get teased by my guy friends for this.. they say they doubt my orientation even.. yeesh.. :P but girls do check out girls more than guys do :D

Kaddu said...

You are nuts!

Kadambari said...

Me too.. Me too!

agent green glass said...

@daydreamer: You lost me. I'm a woman dude. there are days I care. There are days I don't. everything is unpredictable!

@divya: see, it's true! it is more fun to check out women.

@kaddu: ok, slighly maybe!

@ kadambari: refer to last line in my reply to your comment at the cooking post! : )

I Wear It Like A Tattoo said...

im not a nice person rather have nobody use cologne than buy the ones that i get

i love the KEN bit
ive always wondered about queen elizabeth..
like when she poops
does she have that annoying leg pose..does she squirm and make faces when constipated?? or does she regally smile when she is struggling to poop???

mystery it be!