Girl's Night

a typical girl's night. spent eating junkfood, watching lame-ass chick-flicks and deciding what girls we think are pretty and what ones we don't.

you can't say it isn't typical, because we all do it. and although it made me think about L's post about how girls are expected to be these 'godesses' that sometimes we all can't be, it was funny when amy and i both agreed that we hated lindsay lohan's eyebrows in mean girls with a passion. and that we didn't beleive that she had never had a boob job. and that the little mole on her lip was pretty gross.

but in picking her apart, we were no where near feeling great about ourselves. you can pick most celebs apart right to miniscule shreds, and still know that push-come-to-shove, most guys would pick the celeb over you any day. that's just how it goes. and i think most of us have come to terms with that a few years back when we realised that mary-kate and ashley weren't all that they're cracked up to be.

so amy and i 'vegged' out on the couch in our pajamas. watching mean girls. and for some odd reason, drinking chocolate milk and pepsi out of brandy glasses.

"she does have manly shoulders."

"eww, she's too pale to be blonde."

"i wonder how she gets her hair so greasy?"

"haha, look at her teeth!"

but the fact still being, that they were the ones on the movie. and hey, that's fine, because if it means having eyebrows like lindsay lohan's to be a star, i'm good in my sweatpants for now. with my choco-brandy. having girl nights with amy.