I heard a couple of weeks ago on Car Talk from a woman and her sisters who've come up with a theory they call "Road Ugly". The theory goes: the longer a woman is in the car, the uglier she becomes. Either the woman or the Tappert bros. figured it's due to stress.
And while my new, temporary position is fairly stress free, I suffer from what I've coined as "Work Ugly" because as the day goes on, I get more and more haggard looking - hair all a mess, eyeliner creeping down my face, forming little dark cresents under my tired looking eyes.
Is it any wonder why ______ doesn't find me hot? And why ____ only comes around in the mornings???
I'm not complaining, I'm still hot by average people standards. Wink wink. [what an asshole].
AAAANNND I published a post that I put together years ago, it's below this one, with some cool quotes that, while most of them no logner apply, are still adequate descriptors of how I felt at the time and find myself feeling occassionally.
