June 9, 2007

  • Too Cute for Words

    I checked Mr. Eggplant's blog recently and scrolled through one of his recent entries. He had me laughing out loud. I know I'm biased, but the boy is just just so... darn... cute. I just had to share his adorable perspective on women:

    But It's Cute (by Mr. Eggplant)

    I think women are fascinating.  Maybe that's why I'm looking forward to marriage-- I get to be with one every day!

    Now,
    in my limited scope of the female population, I have an observation
    that I'd like to share.  It's one that I feel fairly confident about. 
    I think most women, at least those that care about their appearance
    (even just a little bit), use "but it's cute" at least once in their
    life.  I think our society of high-heels, tight jeans, and push-up bras
    rests upon the shoulders of this one phrase. But it's cute.  It's comforting,
    almost liberating, to know in the end, it's all worth it... and do you
    know why?  Because it's cute.

    Take high heels for instance. 
    Women did not wake up one day thinking, "I need to stand up on an
    incline."  But it's cute.  Well, it's probably because society told you
    that high heels make a woman feel sexy.  It's in the Carl's Jr.
    commercials, Pretty Woman,
    and JC Penney ads.  It's everywhere.  And we men think they dress up
    for us... noooo... it's for themselves and other women!  A man is not
    worth a day in 4-inch stilettos!  But the feeling of empowerment,
    sexiness, and identity, that is.  And it's just cute.

    A woman
    will also make a mirror out of anything-- a reflection off of aluminum
    foil, a storefront window, or a spoon.  It's all okay, because you know
    what? "I have to stay looking cute."

    And this is something a guy
    can never fully understand.  I think we can make casual observations
    about this and analyze behavior, but we can never, in the most dire of
    situations, use "but it's cute" in the same way.  It just doesn't make
    sense to us. 

    I used to watch women put on make-up and think,
    "Well, she doesn't need make-up, she's already pretty enough."  Or
    someone that squeezes her life into a perfectly cut pair of Citizens
    jeans, "Those are HOW MUCH?"  But it's cute.  That's their only
    explanation.  And I'm beginning to see what they mean.  Just the other
    day, I caught myself saying, "but it's freakin' cool!"


    I can't wait to be Mrs. Eggplant. Centerpieces and invites aside, I cannot wait to marry this man. He has got to be the best
    gift I've ever received.