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Yesterday i bumped into an old friend, let's call her Purple Neck. She'd either got a bit frisky with the Dyson, been attacked by Vampires (in which case, i would ask her to kindly point me in the direction of Edward Cullen), or she was playing rough with her fancy boy. I guessed the latter was true. I thought once you reached 15 your days of being covered in hickies were over. Apparently not. I mean she's in her 20's for Christmas sake!
Are Men Threatened By Successful Women?
I'm not saying all guys but it seems to me that some men are a little uncomfortable with us having power. Like it's an insult to their manly stature that their girlfriend is more successful than them. I suppose that's their hunter gatherer, me Tarzan you Jane instinct raring it's ugly head.
It's about time these guys got used to it. We didn't campaign for feminism just for an excuse to burn our bras. Nope, we wanted a slice of the action too.
Anyway back to my point. It seems to be a common misconception that every woman who has a high flying career must be a domineering, bossy, hard faced android. I mean that's the way movies portray us, think The Devil Wears Prada and the ginger one from SATC. As if we are all just trying to act like men with breasts. It's just not true. Just because we can be play the Boss doesn't mean we aren't still women.
What do you think? Are some men really threatened by us career girls?
The Stig Revealed
Some say his skin is made of aluminium and his heart runs on petrol, all we know is he's called The Stig... until now.
Yes that's right people, what we've all been been waiting years for has finally happened. The Stig has now supposedly lifted the the tinted visor of his helmet to reveal the face behind the enigma.
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For those of you who don't know who I'm rabbiting on about, here's a bit of background info... He has been known as only The Stig, he's the resident driver on the popular UK TV show Top Gear. We've been kept guessing for years as to who this mystery marvel could be. Most suspecting that only a top Formula 1 personality or rally driving champion could be lurking behind those all white leathers.
If you're thinking the latest person to be named as The Stig is a big name celeb, then guess again, its nothing quite so glamorous.
So are you ready..... Brace yourselves.....
Meet Ben, Ben Collins to be exact, a 35 year old racing driver, and all round normal geezer. OK so he's still a racing driver, but he's no Lewis Hamilton.
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If the rumours are true and this is The Stig I must admit I'm a bit disappointed, I'd imagined The Stig to be some tall, dark and dangerous motor devil, with bags of cash and a jaw line that would put David Coulthard to shame. No such luck folks. I cant help thinking that he should have kept the face well and truly hidden under that helmet of his. The mystery and fun of guessing was more exciting than actually knowing.
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The boyfriend has to be on time for everything, when it comes to keeping to a schedule he is a complete control freak. He has to plan everything down to a "T" even the bathroom breaks... okay so maybe I'm exaggerating just a tad there, but this guy is so regimented when it comes to punctuality. Sometimes its a good thing he keeps time like an Army Sergeant, because there have been many occasions where I'd of been late for an appointment if he hadn't continuously reminded me to hurry the hell up.
Me on the other hand, well I'm more of a “I'll do it whenever,” free spirited kind of gal. I take a spontaneous approach to activities. Planning everything only takes the fun out of stuff right? Besides I don't like to rush, rushing bugs me. When i have to get ready in a rush i always feel like crap, as if I'm on my way out the door without something vital like my shoes.
Last night was no exception, it was Saturday and for me and the boyfriend that meant dinner and movie night. Well i was late (again) we got to the restaurant late and were told there would be a thirty minute wait for food. Not good since the film was starting in 45 minutes. Anyways we were starving so we took the chance and waited for our food to arrive. When it did, we had like ten minutes to eat, run to the cinema, buy tickets and find our seats.
We had to eat like cavemen, shoveling huge portions into our mouths and barely chewing before swallowing. Oh how romantic we are. I must have looked very attractive with my cheeks bulging like a hamster, whilst staring lovingly across the table at him struggling to chew the remainder of his steak. Bad times. We looked like untrained circus animals trying to balance the huge piles of food wedged on our forks.
Needless to say it wasn't the usual romantic dinner out. Which i admit was my fault. If you saw us in the restaurant you wouldn't be thinking “Aw cute couple,” you'd be thinking “Aw they must be special needs.” It was horrific but we managed to get through dinner without cutting off our air supply completely and made it to the cinema with minutes to spare.
I'm sorry boyfriend for always being late, but the only reason I'm late is because i want to look good. I'm sure if i turned up wearing sweat pants and an I heart my Mum top you would be less than impressed. I guess you're right though. Despite my lovely outfit and my perfect make up, no one looks good with a gob full of cod. Consider my lesson learnt.
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What is it about this guy that makes these girls go crazy? Call me strange but i just don't get it, he looks like a pixie! I think whoever created him, was watching Disney's Peter Pan at the time because they are the spitting image. Maybe in a few years when he actually goes through puberty he might seem more attractive. There's something about watching a barely 20 something guy prance around singing cheesy songs and spreading the moral word, that says I'm not a man... "I'm a Disney puppet," and that's just about as sexy as catfish. So sorry Efron but you just don't do it for me.