Tuesday 2 September 2008

It's raining, put on your killer heels!


It's nice to wake up to the sound of the rain tap-tap-tapping on your window on a Sunday morning, when you know you can lay there all curled up under the duvet. But, a little rule that all women abide by in Paris and New York, when the weather is as miserable as it was this morning and, willy-nilly, you have to make it to work, the only way to start the day on the right foot is to put on a pair of killer heels.

Which is precisely what women don't do in London: bad weather seems to be an excuse to go out in your most dreadful outfit - big fat shoes, baggy jeans, hair uncombed because the wind is going to mess it up anyway, and no makeup because your mascara would spill everywhere.
It's a shame because you may feel more comfortable this way, but you won't feel sexy, you won't feel flirty, and therefore you will end up thinking worse about yourself than when you got out of bed feeling depressed by the clouds and the dripping atmosphere outside.

Let's be honest though: it is not just about the rain; the rain is a pretext to a wider excuse women here use too easily... An excuse that is not an excuse but consists in saying 'why should I bother anyway?'. I was out with a GQ friend yesterday, goooood looking boy (especially with the three-day beard on, a pleasure to contemplate), and here is a thought he expressed and that might make you reconsider this defeatist state of mind. He said that women here made an effort to dress up on the first date, the second date, the third date and then suddenly it all went downhill: hoody to meet up at the train station (who needs to dress up to go to the train station?), flats replacing heels (I'm going to need to walk from the bar to the restaurant), shapeless jeans (I'm cold in a skirt) and any other reason that won't excuse the fact that you will stop trying to maintain this particular standard of elegance and feminity men love and a relationship needs.

Girls, we have a duty to look our best at all times. And if you're in a man-hating phase, don't do it for them, do it for yourself. Because when you look beautiful, you feel beautiful, and the sun shines through the rain.
By Champagnista V

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