Ever actually LOOK at the profiles you follow specifically their profile pictures? Me either....except I did it just today and only because I was curious about the little yellow sign I saw being held.....curiosity got the better of me and, once there it was like trying NOT to look at the accident on the side of the road; you are drawn to look.
There I was, trapped, inside her pictures. Looking for the exit sign and not finding any! Each picture worse than the last. Now before I go on I want to say that I am all for "flaunt it if you got it" but the flip side to that is something younger women these days don't seem to know about....being discreet. That being said.......
As your follower I really don't mind getting to know you. We've connected for a reason. I want to know about you in Kansas, you in Arizona, you in Colorado, even you in Australia. I always enjoy seeing your kids, your cats, your dogs, hell even a turtle or two and the stories that come with those photos. I'd not be insulted if you didn't have a photo gallery.....sometimes pictures can be deceiving. But I DO NOT want to see you in tight bootie shorts pulled up into your crack, high heels and a shirt so tight that your boobs can't stay in! Nor do I relish the idea of seeing you in your bathroom using your mirror to take the photo with your phone. It seems that REAL men, albeit the older more civilized men, don't like looking at all that either. Makes you look cheap. Makes you look like you're an easy piece of ass. Can't tell you how many "failed twitpic" posts from my guy followers I've seen and some of them were really horrible!
Back in the day, we woman left something to the imagination. I'm only 51 so I'm not talking about the high collared, ruffled coverage from neck to toe of say my great grandmother's time. In the 60's women were just beginning to shed the bra's and chastity belt of yesteryear but we still left plenty to imagine. Not today...... today we are encouraged to bare all for the sake of followers. I'd rather have a handful of real people as my followers than a million that use social media to pimp themselves out. Don't you know that if even ONE of them gets rapped, they will be crying injustice? Sometimes the stereotypical saying "she was dressed like a hooker" holds quite a bit of merit!
As I forced my bloodshot eyes to "look away!" I had an epiphany and had to chuckle. One day these very same women who throw their hefty thighs on the bathroom sink and strike a pose with a raggedy shower curtain as the background, the very same women who have the freedom to stay up all night drinking,doping and partying, the very same women who think those half naked photo's of themselves on the living room floor....one day they will have babies and become too tired to give a rats ass about the perfect hair, nails and makeup, one day their carefully placed cookie cutter tattoos with head south for the winter and that long stemmed rose will have a really loooooooooong stem, one day they'll long for the time when they could actually be in the bathroom, alone and in private without the kids running in and out. One day they'll notice that flap of arm skin that waves for them and the flap of skin directly under their chin. One day they will look in the mirror and see..............
Welcome to the real world ladies!
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