An Orange Dream Machine World with a boost of Femme…
I’ve heard it told that people resemble in flavor and character what they order at Starbucks. If that is so… than I am ‘Hot Chocolate with no Whip Cream’.
If the same theory can be applied to Jamba Juice… than I am an ‘Orange Dream Machine with a femme boost’.
What would it be like to live in an Orange Dream Machine world with a boost of Femme power? I picture
Milla Jovovich with orange hair, strikingly beautiful, and kicking butt in the
Fifth Element. But in reality—it would be a smooth-going creamsicle like existence full of good hair days, a flat stomach and low-rise jeans. Where things seemed to work out a little bit easier and I got a break every now and then. Where simple femininity was appreciated instead of being more athletic. Where all the ab exercises I do weekly would produce a flat stomach instead of this little bit of ‘poochyness’ I notice when I wear low-rise jeans. A world where I earned money by reading books-- finished my novel and someone wanted to publish it. A world where brunettes with a brain are approached by men instead of being invisible standing next to my blonde-Barbie-doll-bombshell cousin. Where someone liked my sense of humor. Where romance was a thing of the present not an idea of the past. A world where I finally felt like I fit in: with my family, with my friends, with a man. A world where someone finally ‘gets’ me and orders a creamsicle smoothie Orange Dream Machine with a femme boost.
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I'll take two??
Sweet!!
Milla is hot--I want her to get rid of my resident evil...
Barbie must die...
I'm sick of the silicone / plastic surgery type of culture we have, too.
How many Pam Andersons, Anna Nicole Smiths, Paris Hiltons and other types that don't give a damn about anything but themselves, and provide no real contribution to society? (Sorry, their contributions to pornography don't count...)
I couldn't agree with you more! It's very frustrating at times to live in the land of the Barbie types.
We should tie Ken to Barbie and throw 'em both in the ocean.
Could we call this the "Barbie" mentality - applicable to both women and men - where nothing but being attractive and having a flashy car / clothes / jewelry / other assorted crap to "impress people" matters?
Have you seen the TrimSpa weight loss commercial where Anna Nicole asks "Do you like my body?" as she's rubbing herself all over (and sounds half wasted, as she usually does). Well, not really - you look like a cartoon character, and sound about as bright as a chimp on crack!
Some men grow up and realize there's more to women than jumbo silicone implants!
"Barbie Mentality"... I like that. Haven't seen the Anna Nicole Smith commercial... and they use sailene now... silicone causes cancer.
I have fake boobs.
Dude you caved to the "Barbie Mentality"... where'd you buy yours?
He bought 'em in Tijuana. They're stuffed with cow manure - that's why he got such a good price.