I recently returned home from a holiday, well actually I should call it a trip as in all honesty that is exactly what it was - a trip down hooker road central... All complete in red dresses and gold shoes mind you! Kinda felt like I had landed in Hillbrow except it was filled with them, one of whom I actually called a friend (am still contemplating if she deserves this title or not). I shall don these girls: The Red Dress Trio or RBT as I am feeling slightly lazy today. According to RBT, and I quote, "every chick wishes they could be us!" so besides the mild amusement on my face and the instant play-back of "Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me", I was dumb-founded. Now I am definitely not a prude - hence the beautiful blogname but I mean get a grip, reality check aisle 5 phuleez!
I know you might be thinking that here is a perfect case of the green-eyed monster rearing its fugly head - but I assure it isn't. This blog is born purely outta amusement at how fucking idiotic and cock-sure the RBT's really are. I mean self-confidence is fantastic and something our parents try to instill in us from the day the bloody cord is cut but I mean for fuck's sake! They might as well carry mirrors in their matching gold bags! I can just picture them: huddled out in the street, ready to start the night of prowling and schmoozing, of flirting and drunkenness (something I am all for!) whilst all looking into their mirrors and chanting: WE ARE THE HOTTEST CHICKS HERE! Bu ha ha!
So yes RBT, I guess every girl really does wish they were you! Just remember that sometimes mirrors do lie...
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