Sexy and Shopping do not mix

Picture this.

Geez. Do I have to spell it out? Me trapsing through the supermarket with high heels, a southern bell gown, big blonde locks (purchased online... they're not natural), and plumped lip glossed lips (also paid for).

Yeah. Today I'm making a stand. Us woman, housewives, moms, any female with a man, have a lot to deal with. A lot of men expect a certain something special from their female (get your heads out of the gutter boys and girls).

They (as in male pigs... not my dear male bloggers) have this image in their brain that we as women have no problem wearing our best. While outside of the house (with something naughty underneath), watching the children (still looking incredibly sexy), cooking (with a chefs jacket - preferably nothing else), cleaning (in the provactive maid outfit we just so happened to have purchased from VS last week), and when the children are bathed and in bed, we're supposed to be ready to put on a damn show.

I'm here to put a stop to this madness. If I had children you'd be lucky for me to change the puke stained t-shirt I'm wearing after waking up at 3am to change a diaper, watching the little humans all day, (still getting blogging AND writing done), and putting them to bed, all while you finished an eight hour work day (with no screaming).

I've recently come across a few men and listened to how silly they're being with all the pressure they put on their wives. I couldn't help but share my thoughts (and most women's views in this world). It's a new year and it's about time these ridiculous images get out of the male head. Feel free to send them to Unedited, I think I've set the record straight... and if the words aren't working, here's a picture of what you'll actually get if you don't give your woman a break...

If you wanted a Victoria Secret model you should be a little taller, a little more chisled, and a little more famous (you don't see us complaining about your height or your recent weight gain...) You get what you get, so take it (and buy it - as in her - some flowers).

I should mention, my husband does none of the above. I clean (yes that's it, I'm not proud). The reason he married me was for my personality (at least I'd hope so or I remain clueless). This post has nothing to do with my personal life, and if it did it would no longer be my personal life... So really, this post is for anyone wanted to waste two minutes of your life. You're welcome.

Care to add any thoughts?