who are you...

as most of you know, i am a pinterest junkie.  i love all the home remedies for anything from colds to cleaning your washing machine.  i find inspiration for new ways to wear my tired clothes.  i get hungry looking at all the delicious food.  i pretend that one day i will be crafty and find tons of projects i am "going" to do.  i look at a gazillion different hairstyles in hopes that one day my hands will cooperate and actually make my hair look awesome. i have the most amazing virtual shoe closet with an equally impressive accessories wardrobe. yes, i am a pinterest junkie.

several months ago, it seemed that pinterest was inundated with fitness routine after fitness routine to achieve the elusive thigh gap.  the thigh gap was everywhere, so much so that i had to write about it.  my whole theory on the thigh gap is i can have one with the right amount of spread.  i prefer my slightly curvier build over the emaciated shape with the glorious thigh gap.

recently, i've noticed a plethora of step-by-step instructions for face contouring.  i have even seen the caption contouring the new photoshop.  much like the thigh gap, contouring is everywhere.  i will say that these ladies do look beautiful in their after contoured shots, but wow what a process to get there.  take a look:

as a woman who doesn't wear a ton of make-up, i don't understand why women do this to themselves.  i can't imagine being a dude.  you are out with an unbelievably gorgeous woman, her face is flawless, she has the perkiest tits, a super tight ass, and the most perfect hair.  you take this woman home and she climbs out of her "fake suit" to reveal her true self: after scraping off a pound of contouring make up, removing the cutlets and the lift and separate bra, releasing that perfect ass out of her spanx, and losing that full glorious hair to clip in extensions, you are looking at a person who somewhat resembles the lovely lady you were just with. if i were a dude, i would be saying, "who the f*#k are you?"

whatever happened to being yourself?  i wear make-up, not a lot, but enough to make me feel better. i wear a bra, but if you are a boob guy, i'm not your gal you will be disappointed.  i own spanx, and sometimes i wear them, but they are seriously the most unattractive garment around, they are definitely not date worthy undergarments.  hair extensions, well i could definitely use some, i have the thinnest finest hair around, but that is way too much work and upkeep for this girl.

i don't know about you, but it seems like we women go to the extreme to achieve what we think men want. however, i am inclined to think that although a man may love to look at the perfect woman, there is something to be said for what you see is what you get.  when i peel off my clothes and wipe off my make up at the end of the day, i certainly don't want to be on the receiving end of "who are you?"  i would rather be on the receiving end of "damn girl, you're hot, get over here!"