That is what the bumper sticker read of a truck I passed who's driver was a rather, um, shall we say, curvy female. And perhaps, it explains the strange phenominon of the whistles, horns, catcalls and engine revving I get everytime I drive a truck.
I had to haul several large items to the Goodwill after cleaning out my room. So, I hopped into the truck, four-inch heels, pencil skirt and all. As if this were not interesting enough, apparently I missed a session in
The Lessons Of Seduction 101. EVERY SINGLE TIME I apply lipstick in the car it garners some of the most lewd reactions. So, I was a truck-driving, lipstick wearing, real woman.
Can I get a degree in that?
Paul. I would like to point out that I am very skilled in the makeup application department and do not have to use a mirror.
So. My eyes remain on the road just as much as if I were driving normally. (Which isn't all that much, I must admit.)
i apply most of my makeup while driving and have NEVER had an accident as a result.
Any chick worth her salt doesn't really need the mirror to apply most types of cosmetics. Men don't know anything!
Lets see men eat , drink , talk on the cell , dig under th seat for that CD they dropped.Some men even let go the steering wheel turn around in the seat to look out the back window to get another look at the hottie they just passed and if they were men that wore make up ( not me in particular unless it came of the GF lips ) they'd do that too . So keep lookin good and keep on truckin .
I would be happy to try and find you the one I saw last week..."silly boys, trucks are for girls";)
Just for the record: I AM NOT THE TRUCK DRIVING TYPE.
More, the being chauffered around type.