Not sure what it says about me that I wore a Wonder Woman t-shirt to my gyno appointment, but I’m amused by it either way.
I just saw this photo on Twitter and it made me happy in a way I don’t even fully understand. 💕
I wore knee-high boots and no pants (a dress) today, which means I’ve spent much of my day thus far pretending to be Wonder Woman.
I enjoy being a woman. Because I was just thinking, I’d be a little miffed if a guy texted me and said: “I know we were supposed to have a date tonight. But what do you say we just hang out at my place, you do naughty things to me, and then we can order pizza?”
Coming from a woman, though, I think that would make me a hero. Like Wonder Woman. But without that troublesome cockblocking panty.