Actually, I'm generally not one of those girly-girls. I do like to keep my toenails painted, but I'm not so great about manicures. I am by no means a shop-a-holic or a clothes horse and I can't handle spending a lot of money on purses. I don't tend to wear a lot of makeup, but do like the pop of bright red lipstick every so often. It's true that I like cute shoes, as long as they're comfy, and I think I look better in skirts and dresses than in pants, but I am not really all that girly.
Except that even though I've lived in New York since 1994 and I shouldn't be at all surprised after 15+ years, I still let out the most ridiculous girly gasp every time I see a rat. I suppose it's hardwired or something.
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I let out a scream that wakes a neighborhood, rat or bug, even if it’s the size of a pin. But, I don’t consider myself girly either.
I let out a scream that wakes a neighborhood, rat or bug, even if it’s the size of a pin. But, I don’t consider myself girly either.