Getting ready in the morning = prepairing for battle

It's no wonder that women are kinda nutty. Between cup size, dress size, shoe size, not to mention all the makeup and crazy shit we do to our hair, sometimes I feel like we need straight jackets instead of the newest fall jackets or winter jackets or spring jackets. We deal with color, cut, size, layering options, how much cleavage is good cleavage, (I personally feel like all cleavage is good cleavage) and length of things, then there are the skinny jeans. Today even I crammed into a pair and moved from wardrobe to hair and makeup. But then what I thought was going to be fashion genius turned into a nightmare when I looked outside and saw the snow,and in the hope that it will be melted off within the next few hours I am thinking of wearing some black pumps that are just as painful as the jeans. So today's question is this: to suffer or not? Heels or comfy yet ugly as fuck uggs? Then we move on to eyeliner choice followed by perfume. Why oh why do we do this to ourselves? Boredom? The media? Men? Who knows. Maybe some of us just kinda like it. ;) From boob jobs to blow jobs women, gay men and on occasion the metros are in for a bumpy ride. Lmao.