Now I know you’re thinking “He’s with you, of
course he thinks you’re sexy silly,” but I honestly didn’t think so. Let me
explain. See, I don’t really consider myself to be that sexy. At least not by
the media’s standard. I’m a plain girl, no makeup, shoes, accessories, etc. I’m
8 galaxies away from girly, but you wouldn’t consider me a tomboy (although I
used to be).
I actually hate clothes and spend my entire work day counting the
minutes until I can take off my simple jeans and t-shirt attire and just relax.
I’m a sweats and sneakers girl, I’m me…and he likes it. At this point I’m thinking he heard the words
“fabulous” and “sexy” and muted the phone to laugh. Men notice and
remember everything. Sometimes I think they’re worse than women.
At this point
I have a mental school girl flash of me jumping around giddy, dropping the
phone and fainting with excitement. The man said he thinks I’m sexy. Me? I’m
thoroughly confused by this concept. I’ve seen pictures of a few exes and I’ve
seen some of his close female friends