10 REASONS WHY...

FINDING A MAN IS LIKE SHOPPING FOR THE PERFECT TOP

1. It looks great on the rack, but once you get it to the changeroom and try it on, it doesn't look as good as you thought. (You prefer to just look at it on the hanger)
   
   
2. Wandering around on your lunch break you see something that looks hot but can't afford it right now. To your disappointment you return later to find it's unavailable.
   
   
3. You buy it, take it home, wear it around for awhile but quickly get over it when you discover it has many flaws.
   
   
4. It looks great but they don't have it in your size. You make a few calls, find one over the other side of town then question whether it's worth the trouble.
   
   
5. It's totally your style but the colour just doesn't suit you.
   
   
6. You fall in love with it but it doesn't really fit that well. You get it anyway figuring with a few accessories you could probably pull it off.
   
   
7. You buy it but by the time you get home it doesn't excite you anymore. It hangs at the back of your wardrobe for when you have nothing better to wear.
   
   
8. It's not really your thing but the "sales assistant" convinced you it was a great buy. You never cut the tag off and end up returning it to get your money back.
   
   
9. Your mum picks one out for you and has it laid out on your bed when you get home. Unfortunately, her taste leaves much to be desired. You find it utterly repulsive and dump it at the nearest Brotherhood bin.
   
   
10. After hours of shopping you finally spot a hot one in the window of a store you wouldn't normally go into, just waiting for you to walk past. When you put it on it fits perfectly and makes you feel beautiful. (Awww, vomit. Hehehe.)

Copyright 2007 Janelle & Stephanie

I love the night life...

It was Saturday night. I was jumping on my bed, dancing in my underwear to Powderfinger's (Baby I've Got You) On My Mind when my phone rang. It was my very best friend Stephanie. She had just finished up a day at work. "How was it?" I asked. "Yeah, ok." she replied and we joked about annoying customers. "So..." I said, getting down to business, "What do you wanna do tonight?" After a quick analysis we concluded that we both had some energy to burn, no pressing engagements to prevent post night out recovery and the weather was looking pretty good considering how cold it had been lately. The answer became blatantly obvious...time to head into the city. I immediately got dressed, threw some stuff for an overnight stay into the car and headed over to Steph's to group for departure.

I love going out. The music, the lights, the dancing, the drinks, the seductive little stares, the flirtatious, witty banter, the random pashing. It's all part of an atmosphere that you can't find anywhere else. Add to that the fun of getting all dolled up and the hilarious conversations on the way home in the car and you have the most fun you're gonna have in your entire life.

Above is Saturday night's example of our newly developed ritual: pre-night out team photo. These shots are primarily so later on we can look back at them and say, "Look at us there. We had no idea what was about to happen that night." Sometimes we take a quick pic when we get home too for our own "Before" and "After" amusement. I won't be publishing any of those on here though. They're generally not a good look. Hehehe.