being a girl is lots of work....

those who know me physically, know i'm not a girly girl nor anywhere close to high maintance. a clean tshirt, blue jeans, and my tevas (cowboy boots in the winter) is my everyday uniform. with all the bridal 'pretty-fi-cation' rituals i've been through this week alone i feel feminie and extremely girly. *scary*

let's see, what all have i done...

-bought a dress!!! i haven't worn a dress since i was like 8...easter maybe...

-shopped- period. for shoes, purse, jewelry, underwear, hair accesories *whew* and none of it was purchased at the same store. i have no patience with malls or stores. i'm a know-what-i-want-and-where-it's-at kindda shopper

-professional haircut, usually self done with my best 'paper' scissors whenever the ends look straw-y

-manicure AND pedicure, where i was told that i should do that every month. the lady that did my pedicure was not happy with my 'callouses' *shrug* sorry

-spray tan...word of wisdom- close your mouth...(that's good advice for just about any situation really)

-getting fitted for undergarments for the dress...it's true, ladies, we wear the wrong size...and a spanx suit should be registered as a modern day miralce by the pope in rome...bye bye muffin top

-home facial...now i glow (and everyone will think i'm pregnant *snicker*)

-teeth whitening

-TMI, but i have no hair where it's socially unacceptable and then some- 'nuff said...

bless his heart, davis actually noticed. his eyes lit up, "you look like a girl" as opposed to what??? thanks honey... i'll try to remember to shave more often *snort*

it's been fun playing dress up, but i'm already looking forward to coming home and slipping back into some camo *grin* hunting season starts soon.....