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Monday, March 1, 2010

Hey, it's OK!

Another post. I'm on fire!

Reading Glamour magazine is one of my favorite past times. It's a hobby in itself. Not just any magazine, Glamour magazine. I have read many issues of the magazine than I can remember. 2008 was a good year, thanks Hannah. She was my roommate whose boss subscribed to Glamour but didn't see the need to keep the magazine in the office. I was glad that Hannah liked Glamour because I benefited greatly.


One of the sections is the HEY, IT'S OK! and I love it. It's freaking hilarious and oh so true. This post will contain some of my favorite (and true, at least to me) 'It's OKs'. Hope you'll enjoy and leave a comment if any of these are true to you.
All of them are from Glamour magazine.

I think I've given them all the credit they need. I hope I will not be fined for plagiarism.


HEY, IT'S OK

...to not consider lust a particularly deadly sin. Or pride. Or even sloth.

...to shout, "I am not!" when he claims you're hormonal.

...to start your to-do list with a task you've already done.

...to tell your family that you met your current boyfriend through mutual friends and leave out the fact that those friends were Bud and Weiser.

...to begin thinking about lunch at 9:35 A.M.

...to smirk when you see the big, tough guys at your gym tripping on the elliptical machine.

...to demand to be taken off speakerphone.

...to RSVP without a plus-one.

...to bail on plans because the grinch is on. You don't turn your back on Little Cindy-Lou Who!

...that the only man who has ever picked you up from the airport is your dad.

...to be thinking about your eBay bid during sex.

...that your source of new music is commercials and movie soundtracks.

...to have a “work conflict” when a friend picks some hyperpriced restaurant for her birthday dinner.

...to buy the generic TP. We won’t tell.

...to wear the fancy dress to another wedding. And another. It’s not like the paparazzi are on patrol.

...to still love those zero-spending weekends at your parents’ house.

...to pray that your boss never tries to friend you on Facebook. Awkward!

...to decide that if wearing Uggs is wrong, you don’t want to be right.

...to be turned off by bad grammar.

...to pass on your friend's offer to do your hair, or nails. You don't want things to be awkward if they botch it up. You'd rather yell at someone you don't know.

...to be mad that you ended up being the DD (designated driver) when it was your night to get wasted.

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