I know, I just about had a breakdown when I got an Apache status page instead of Gay Panda. Horrifying.
I have blouses mind you... but it's like 90 degrees here, and the ones I have are long sleeve because they were purchased for classroom use. I performed the sacred feminine ritual that is "going through ever garment I own and determining that I have NOTHING to wear" ... thus I must shop. The worst part is that I really hate "feminine" blouses. I do approve of low cut to a degree, such as leaving an extra button undone or the "deep-V" because the girls have been with me a long time, and I don't hate them. But I honestly prefer clothing a gay fella who is only slightly feminine would wear (see partially un-buttoned button down and deep-V with lipgloss, you know what I'm sayn')... this is hard to find in the stinky ladies section which I have to shop in such that it fits my boobs and doesn't look like a tent like actually wearing mens clothes does. *sigh*
I'll just keep thinking of DEBAUCHERY.
“You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.”
And that's why I'm here eating HFLC Primal/Paleo.
Every time I hear the dirty word 'exercise', I wash my mouth out with chocolate.
Be careful of silk, though. Dad used to love wearing his silk shirt to church because women would end up stroking his arm while talking to him.