Shoes and handbags such extras women give long thought to when selecting each morning. They must be chic, match the rest of the ensemble and most of all, must match each other. Yet, no thought is given to comfort, it does not matter the cost nor does it matter if either item serves any practicality. Exactly where did this tradition begin and why?
While I do not know where the tradition began, I can tell you it kicks in around adolescence and continues until menopause. This is when the handgun syndrome takes over and it best not to comment about anything to a woman in menopause. So why exactly does it take this chemical imbalance to make a woman wake up? My thought on this is that it may very well be the years of wearing of uncomfortable shoes and the toting of small suitcases that causes the chemical imbalance.
Viagra for women may soon be on a drug store shelf near you. A pharmaceutical division of Pfizer believes they have found the substance that stimulates a woman’s sexual arousal. While this drug is still in the research phase I’d like to point out some of the obvious components that should be included to this so-called pill.
The male version of this drug does not provide any form of vision impairment, men are already somewhat blind when it comes to sex and it was not required. Woman on the other hand are not so blind and therefore this definitely dictates further consideration. In fact I would like to pose that a hallucinogenic be included. This would at least ensure a fighting chance for the approaching male. The disclaimer would read: “many things may appear better while taking this drug, alcohol does intensify this affect.”
Hey Oprah, can you send me one of those miracle angels? Today I feel like that preverbal bear is going to eat me. I have tried to shut the curtains and hide my eyes; I’ve even blared loud music in an attempt to scare away the beast but I sense he is still hiding in the shadows of today's events. Why should I be granted a miracle angel?
Well, let me say this, I do not want one because I recently received medical treatments that now make me look like a new bobble head on an old bobble body. My skin is how it should be and not tighten to the point I look like the little girl with her pig tails caught in the bus door. Sorry I understand the workings of my insides and do not require charts, graphs and exhibits to entertain your audience. The fact is I actually passed biology class.
Yesterday, while channel surfing I stopped for a moment on the Oprah show to see Jessica Simpson. Apparently John Meyer dated her at some point and has told all in Playboy, which I’m sure was the catch line for the male viewers, however this was not the shows topic. The shows topic was about female beauty and the lengths women go to in order to become what they perceive to be beautiful. This post will be dedicated to the women who are in search of such a thing.
First, women must realize that women have a different set of rules to play by than men and most of these rules we have imposed upon our selves. We are our worst enemies at times and rarely give kudos to those who step beyond the rules. But for the purpose of writing this we will not address these rules, only acknowledge they are there.
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