1. Wednesday, November 10, 2010

    the curious case of the concept of the ninety five dollar headband 

    women of the world lend me yr ears.

    this quest for beauty has gone too far.

    theres the lipo and the implants and the lip implants and the rump implants

    all of those have their place, i’ll grant you that.

    but a $100 headband?

    ladies, i know you claim that you dont get dolled up for men. sometimes i even believe that. sometimes i actually trust you when you say that you buy shoes accessories and clothes to impress your girl friends.

    or you do it for yourself.

    i dont buy it all the time, just sometimes. usually when im drunk and just want the conversation to end. f

    whoever it is that you’re trying to please: dudes, chicks, yourself – there is no reason ever to buy a $100 headband. even the model in that picture cant believe how ridiculous it is.

    dont get me wrong. i spend crazy amounts on dumb dumb things too. 1 ticket to see the lakers play cost $100. dinner for two at the best sushi place in LA cost a tad more than $100.

    both of those things are over in a few hours and the latter turns into poop when its over.

    but the $100 headband is poop when it starts. its poop for your head. poop for your fragile self esteem. poop poop poop.

    the $100 headband is a gateway drug. it makes it ok to spend $800 on a purse. it makes it perfectly fine to buy $65,000 SUVs when you live in the suburbs.

    when your mother kissed you when you were a little baby and told you she loved you and told you that you were the most beautiful girl in the world is still true.

    give your $95 to the poor. in one shot.

    you’ll feel 95 times better inside, i promise.