Category Archives: Girl Stuff

The Dreaded Dressing Room

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Sure you look cute and stylish going in, but the florescent box knows your secrets. Its mirror tells no lies.

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In here, you know exactly how your butt looks in those jeans.

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Why yes, my FN does have a rather large butt. And there is the added dread of the fashionable gunnie girl. What do you do with the pistol while trying on new pants?
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Personally, I leave it right there in the holster on my pants, and I don’t step out of the room to use the 3-way mirror. Were I carrying IWB, I would try it with whatever pants, but the gun would never leave the holster. Because, as Tam says, “Stop touching it!”

How about you? How do you handle the dressing room?

My Beauty Routine

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Ha! Like I’ve got time for some personal pampering routine.  That’s rich.

You see, I’m not a morning person and yet I like to leave the house at 7am to both beat the morning rush hour idiots and get my choice in parking spots at the office.  (I have a winter favorite and a summer favorite. Hey, I drive a black sedan.  In summer, shade is far more important than proximity to the door.) Of course, not being a morning person means I’ve got mad snooze button skills. Yo.

So I end up rolling out of bed with just exactly enough time to stumble into the bathroom for a shower. I am not actually awake at this point so routine is very important.  My early morning autopilot software hasn’t been upgraded or defragmented in years.  So it’s facial cleanser to make sure I’ve removed the make-up that I may or may not have actually bothered to apply the previous day but most certainly failed to remove the night before, wash the hair, condition the hair, wash the body, rinse and dry off. Done. (Nope, you didn’t see a mention of dealing with body hair because I rip the little buggers out by the roots on a  regular basis.)

One problem with this routine is that it is way to easy for me to skip the whole moisturize after the shower step. And I have chronically dry skin.  I could write you messages on my legs with my fingernails, dry.  Well I could, but I can’t now.

Why?

Because of this.

Dove Visible Care

It’s the new Dove Visible Care softening creme body wash with the highest concentration of their NutriumMoisture technology across the Dove product line.  Honestly, when they asked me to review it, I wondered what I might possibly have to say about a body wash.  I mean, I review things like ammo here.  But hey, I like to be clean so why not?

I have admit, seeing the ‘visibly more beautiful skin in just one week’ line made me a bit skeptical.  I mean, I’ve got pretty decent skin if I’ll take the time to take care of it.  Really, dryness is the only issue. But this stuff, it shoved that often neglected lotion applying step right into the whole get nice and clean step. Hence the reason I can’t draw pictures on my legs with my fingernails anymore.  Really, I should have taken a before and after picture because my skin even looks softer. Also, it helped sooth and speed up the healing where I had scratched my thigh raw due to mosquito bites. Total surprise there.

So here’s what they have to say about it

  • Designed to soften skin and dry spots
  • Rich, pearlescent creme format with luxurious lather and clean rinse
  • Contains a mild cleanser, glycerin and stearic acid
  • A white floral gourmand fragrance that includes an elegant combination of magnolia and pink jasmine

Soften? check. Dry spots? Check.  OMG! The lather!  I almost forgot to tell you about the lather. It’s thick.  Like soap opera languish in the tub thick.  Even with my hard water. And a little goes a long way.

OMG! Shower Picture

I was actually concerned about the smell when I got it. I don’t like perfumes, particularly overly floral ones, and this stuff smells very strong right out of the bottle.  But it rinses away nicely leaving just a soft clean smell. Honestly, the smell is neutral enough that the EvylRobot didn’t mind when I washed his back with it.

Also, it opens on the bottom.  I know this seems like a little thing, but my shower ends up littered with precariously balanced bottles because I’m cheap and I’m going to get every ounce of that stuff out. Dove was kind enough to save me from the early morning fancy footwork involved when I inevitably knock down all the other bottles.

Bottle Top

Yeah, Dove.  I see what you did there. While everything else is rolling willy nilly in the tub, there you are.  Steadfast and true.  And making sure I get every drop of those 18 ounces without attempting to defy gravity.

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So really, try out the new Dove Visible Care line.  It makes me feel pampered and luxurious and continue my relationship with my snooze button.

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Goin’ On

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Dear Random Dude at the gas station,

You said, “I just gotta tell ya’, before I saw the ring. I was gonna flirt. But you outta know, you got it goin’ on. Your husband is a lucky guy.”

Thanks for that. Remarkably flattering today when I was rushing home to be closer to my own bathroom rather than defile the one in the office.

Nice as the compliment was, you might think about how your actions look.  I mean, staring at a much smaller woman as she walks inside to pay.  Still being there when she comes out even though it is clear you are finished with your transaction.  If she’s observant, you’ve put her on alert.  There’s a reason I had secured my purse with my non-dominant hand.  Funny, that’s probably why you noticed my wedding ring.  Wasn’t really expecting a confrontation, but I have to say you tripped an orange there.

For all I know, you spotted the tension.  Maybe that’s why you felt compelled to explain yourself.

Honestly, I appreciate the explanation, but I still watched as you pulled out of the parking lot and got far enough away that you couldn’t see which direction I went.  I certainly appreciated the compliment. And that was delivered like a real gentleman.  Good call keeping the open door of your car between you and me there at the pumps.  I knew it was impossible for you to lunge in my direction.  Kudos to you for just delivering your line, getting in your car, and driving away.

I wish you the best of luck.  And thanks for making me smile even though I wasn’t feeling so hot.

 

Hey Honey! Foot Doctors Say I Should Own More Shoes

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It’s true.  I swear. See, here’s a link. It’s a bonafide thing I read on the internet.

Also, I’m immune to this

Scientists at the University of East Anglia recently warned that high heels could be to blame for flat feet, a painful condition affecting around 15 per cent of people.

I was born with flat feet and thus, they cannot get flatter. And it isn’t painful either. It’s my superhero power.  I am Stiletto Girl.

And since I am uniquely qualified to test and evaluate high heeled shoes, I believe Prada should send me these.

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I like cars.  I can drive a standard in 4inch stilettos. I wear Italian size 38. I took a home defense shotgun class in 3 inch heels.

So, Prada marketing person, email jennifer AT injennifershead DOT com so we can work out the details.

We’re Winning

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When one article can go from this

I am afraid of guns; they scare me to death. Even in movies or on TV, the sight and sound of the gun being fired makes me tense up. Even though I have handled a gun with trepidation on a shooting range, (my dad is a graduate of Annapolis and he shooter enthusiast), I don’t think I would want a gun in my house. Regardless of the statement put out by gun owners that “Guns don’t kill people, people do”, I still feel that if criminals were unable to get their hands on guns no one would get killed.

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I may not like it but society has very likely made women and guns a necessity. Even I see the reasoning behind knowing how to protect yourself with a firearm. If a gun is what I need then I’m going to make sure I train well and practice my shots. I also know that I have to keep it loaded. Having to take time to load a gun when danger presents itself is ludicrous.

We win.  Go read the whole thing.  I promise, it’s worth it.

Apparently, she just missed A Girl and her Gun’s giveaway, but she is exactly what we all want to see.

And something those who have been following for a while will be pleased to know, since the acquisition of the S&W 617, my mother wants to go shooting again.  She still doesn’t see having a gun in her house, but she actively wants to shoot again.  She wants to know more.

I’m not giving away my copy of Glock: The Rise of America’s Gun because she wants to read it when I am finished with it. Seriously people, this is exciting.

Not Intimidated

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I was having a conversation with a woman at a social event recently and the subject turned to guns, as it often does. It was by no means a gunnie event, but enough of the regulars know that we are shooters that it comes up. (I know, I’m being vague.)

So anyway, this woman makes the comment to me that she wouldn’t carry a gun because she’d probably use it. I respond with something to the effect of being glad to have it should the situation ever arise that I’d need to use it, God forbid that ever happen. This moves the conversation in the direction of situational awareness and carrying yourself in such a way as to not look the easy target. You know, head on a swivel rather than buried in your phone sort of thing.

And she proceeds to tell me that no one would ever mess with her because she’s got some sort of attitude. That she can just give those thugs a look and they back down.

Uh huh. Great. Yes, the vast majority of bad guys do not want to be identified and so looking at them directly will deter them. But I’d rather not count on it.

Particularly not when said look is a weird crazy eyed stare directed up at 5’4″ me. It took a minute for me to figure out that she was apparently demonstrating her magical force-field look on me. She had to take a couple of steps into my personal space before it was obvious that she was trying to stare down the gunnie girl.  And she was enough of a non-threat to me that I didn’t really care that she had closed the distance.

I should win some kind of award for restraining the eye roll. Seriously, I’m not known for having that kind of restraint.

Ladies,

Don’t depend on your posture and attitude to keep you safe, and you just look crazy trying to stare me down.  You’re probably a lot less dangerous than you think you are. Your attitude and facial expressions don’t make up for the disparity of force between you and a 300 pound rapist.

Also, for future reference, when meeting new people that you know are armed, demonstrating your powers of intimidation is a bit less than brilliant.  You may think you’re moving up the power ladder, but really, I’m not intimidated and you look like an idiot.