I was having a phone conversation with a good friend the other day. Amongst the topics of relationships and dating and friendships, she said one thing I never thought anyone would say about me: "Bec, you are a girly girl."
Really? Me? Girly girl?
Hmmmm...I don't know. Would a "girly girl"....
- pick horror movies over a romantic comedies?
- prefer to go a baseball game over a bridal shower?
- watch Spike TV over Lifetime TV?
- win NCAA basketball tourney pools?
- be knowledgeable enough about cars not to get screwed at the mechanics?
- know more about sports stats than the latest haute courture?
- choose a beer in a bar over a cosmo in a club?
- curse like a sailor and be able to make a Marine blush?
Well, you get the point. My preferences/interests don't exactly fall into the realm of "girly girl". Then I was reminded of some inklings that would indeed have me fall in this category...
- I dye my hair once I see a trace of that "natural lighting process" (current color: dark cherry) and in general am a bit obsessed about my hair.
- Overall, I care about how I look (including shaping those Colin Ferrel brows).
- I watch interior decorating shows (not mentioned, but it fits).
- Our topics of conversation during said phone call.
- I wear a lot of twirly, girly skirts.
All it really means is that I'll swear at a my bad shuffleboard throw whilst drinking a Guinness in a local watering hole, but I'll be wearing a girly, twirly skirt and look cute whilst doing it.
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