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VANITY (Part 1) Touch 213 question in the Magazine site, ‘Why?? Is it difficult’ has spring to mind an idea for this crotchety yours truly to rattle on. Men often overlook this issue. But to women, it’s constantly battled and has often become fierce controversies. And it’s routinely highlighted, lengthily written, debated in those women’s magazines with feminist undertones. So, read my opinions on VANITY. Vanity is one of the world’s greatest TURN-OFFS, but it never crosses the minds of those irksome ultra vain, pig-headed women. The number of these sows soars steadily, as cosmetic surgery has become as common and frequent as changing their panties. These starving attention seekers are usually air heads, depending heavily on their physical appearances, their only priceless assets. They are the utmost crucial of all, everything under the galaxy. These vain, peacockish women, who are invited to a yearly, luxurious and posh party, would stay glued for on the mirrors for ages, never leave till they’re satisfied of every bit of every particular, like concealing a minuscule spot, 0.5 millimeter in diameter. Not even if the Earth is shattered by asteroids, of which the revived version of Star Wars might cause the debris of asteroids fall right on her toilet-cum-vanity office. And a man would be no better than being cursed to death if he has married a woman like that. A woman as such would consider herself as a socialite when invited to a party, although her husband only own 1.25% of the shares of those little-known computer companies. She’d be all stuck to her reflections till completely sure of her layers of makeup are as even as a spice-layered cake; her classically sperm-arched eyebrows are perfectly sperm-arched, in order to giving hints to other men in the party that she’s well-informed about men’s sexuality; her ultra-thick lipstick color is lethally red, hoping to make any married men would toss their wives away immediately and kiss her passionately, and to hell with her HEN-PECKED husband; and her long, zigzag fake eyelashes, both on upper and lower eyelids, would also doubled as combing the wealthy men from the cheap Charlies. Her gown that reveals her deep cleavage, and with very low back ends, so low that it shows a little of the splits of her buttocks, is her most proud expensive nightgown, of which costs nearly 2 months’ of her husband’s income. As her deep insecurity sinking her in, upon arrival at the party, she’d endlessly check at the end of her eyes, if there were men and women who take second looks at her. She’s very aware of everything that surrounds her. And she also keeps on comparing herself with other women in the party, checking each of them, looking up and down from heads to toes. Then comes the spinach-green envy and chilly-red jealousy, whenever she comes across another attractive woman, of whom she keeps in her heart as her arc-rival. Suddenly, the huge hurricanes, tornadoes, earth quakes, Tsunami giant waves all come together in a split second, when more and more very attractive women starting to show up, just like those Hollywood stars’ appearances on red-carpet, all well-equipped with Gucci, Prada, Channel, Christian Dior and their alikes. Their hairs and makeup are obviously crafted and painted by the professionals. And her arc-rivals unexpectedly multiply in many folds in the speed of laser. Suddenly, she shrinks, becomes small, very intimidated. Her thoughts that she’s the most attractive woman there is now all destroyed, ruined into crusts of a demolished building. Hey, this kind of woman, the vain pig, is not few in number. There’re myriad, countless of them on this Planet. OK, I shall break this long-winded, nonsense grumbling, but likely contains some senses and logic blog into 2 parts, or else as soon as you’ve reached the end of it, you might also soon forget the beginning. |
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2/19/2006 10:27 am |
Misty, you write so very well... we need to find a publisher for you...  seriously..
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2/20/2006 10:38 pm |
Dearest friends, Thanks for your supports. It really help during gloomy moments in most of my days. Hate to have to depend on anti-depressants and stimulants, so I'm keen to look else where to relive my conditions. I'll write more if things are Ok. Note: I thought this blog mine was way toooo long! But anyway, I'm very glad that there're people who like it, despites that it almost became a book! Love, GRACE CHAN
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2/22/2006 2:44 pm |
it's ok.... mini- books are fine.... maybe it may become a trend, and help with peopl's understanding in a deeper contextural prespective about subject matter... yes, it's always ok... FOR YOU TO WRITE MORE.
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2/23/2006 5:35 am |
I love this blog - Those pig-headed ladies are LOSERS!
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