I’ve never been a girly girl. I’ve never known how to do happens with my “hairs-breadth” or shape my attentions pop.
I’m more of a tomboy. In information, in a nature of Regina George, I’ve always been a Cady Heron, the homeschooled jungle freak from “Mean Girls” who guessed Ashton Kutcher was a band.
Every now and then, though, a glamorous chick takes sadnes on my cluelessness and takes me under her backstage for a total transformation.
This is how it goes 😛 TAGEND
1. You respond to your textsconstantly and navigate drama.
As to report to dudes who may not check their phones for hours at a time, girl pals expect your undivided attention.
I mean, how could I not be responsive when my girl’s ex exactly blew her off for the second time today? Who attends if she was the one unfold rumors about him?
I have to be a good friend and sustain spreading chatter about the asshole without needing to question developments in the situation. Your girlfriend sidekick is always right.
2. You go shopping.
Oh God, there is so much shop. You invest not one or two, but four freaking hours at attire storages picking out the perfect hem for those working stilettos you have to wear to some VIP party that weekend.
As if that’s not bad enough, you have to pick out merely the right pair of lustrous earrings and Calvin Klein lip gloss. You clearly start missing the working day when a duo of jean abruptlies and a simple top were sufficient to suck brews with the boys.
In fact, the sons now have a hard time consenting you as one of them.
3. You have to be a mannequin.
So it’s Saturday night, and the girls are taking you out. You have to suck it up and patiently stand still while they powder your face and twist the eyeliner so perfectly thatAdele would be jealous.
Then you have to put on a tight pitch-black dress that’s anything but casual. The hardcore daughter acquaintances draw you wear a corset, more. I’m looking at you, Khlo K.
4. You hang out infurniture stores.
Seriously, before hanging out with girlfriends, I assumed that wherever I moved, furniture was precisely organically there.
Maybe the designer placed that royal-looking sofa in the living room, or perhaps the interior design imp paid a visit and left a tea organize and coffee counter works with photographs of shoes. Apparently not.
Instead of playing video games with the boys on the floor, you’ll now be picking out fine pottery and elephant-shaped jewelry boxes and using the word “fabulous” a whole lot.
5. You will learnthere’s more to a text from a person than you thought.
Because you are now being learnt how to read aguy’s“code”.
Apparently, when a guy says you look pretty, there is more to it. Instead of articulating “thanks” like a polite human being, you are able to bat your eyelashes and play it super cool.
Then, you wait for him to text you, and if he doesn’t, well, there’s always the girl friend circle ofskilled sleuths who can decipher why he didn’t call.
It’s either that he’s too into you and is shy, or that you wore an unflattering dress that day and he picked someone else.
Either way, for the coming week, finding out the secret meaning of his compliment is likely to be the bane of your existence.
6. You get lots of free things.
That’s one perk you usually wouldn’t get with the sons. The stilettos, makeup, hair extensions and continuing fragments of the “glamorous girl” puzzle all terminate with you being invited to luxury defendants at teams you didn’t even know dwelt, get boozings on the house and travelling in expensive cars.
It would feel better if youdidn’t have to patronize anymore, though.