I swear I’m not.

I put on make-up if I have a booksigning or if the DH and I are going out on a ‘nice’ date versus one where we’re going to split a plate of wings and have a couple of drinks.

I don’t match my shoes to my purse and my purse to my outfit.

I like jewelry well enough. I like clothes well enough. And I’ve dropped about 20lbs (now if I can just drop another 40) and I almost don’t look dumpy so that makes buying clothes lots of fun right now.

But I’m not girly. I’ve gotten up to brown belt in taekwondo and I’ll soon be there again (dropped out 10 years ago and took a while to go back). When I go to the gym, I go to sweat and complain inwardly. I like to fish, I like to hike, I like to ride bikes and I have no idea what the ‘in’ colors of the season are. Nor do I care. I shudder at the thought of somebody calling me a ‘lady’. The thought of really dressing up makes me break out into hives. I tell ya, my mom’s really despairing over my lack of feminine vanity. I consider a blazer and jeans ‘dress-up’. (that thought makes her break into hives….)

So can somebody explain to me why I’m drooling over a purse I saw online? I keep going back and looking at it…and telling myself I don’t need it…but then I go back and look again, then I tell myself I don’t need it, but then I look again…

Sigh. I’ve got a feeling I should just go ahead and bite the bullet and buy the thing. Otherwise I’ll just keep going back and looking at it…and telling myself I don’t need it…but then I go back and look again, then I tell myself I don’t need it, but then I look again…