Yesterday I decided I wanted a sandwich for lunch and was extremely stoked for the cookie I always treat myself to when I go there. I stood in line and walked up to the counter when it was my turn. Here's how that went down:
Sandwich Guy: Hi, how can I help you?
Betty: Hi, can I have a veggie sandwich on wheat with no mushrooms?
...silence...
Sandwich Guy: um, sorry what was that?
Betty: Veggie on wheat, no mushrooms
...silence...
Sandwich Guy: um...sorry I'm distracted. What didn't you want on it?
As I looked up at the guy, I realized why he couldn't remember what I ordered and why he was distracted- he was staring at my chest.
Why do some guys think this is acceptable?
I've talked about this before, but I have big boobs. And I love them. When I was young, I stuffed my 32AA bra thinking I was cursed. Then out of nowhere, they showed up in full force. At 17, I was stoked that I had this body. Then the staring started. Young guys, old guys, guys in suits, guys in baggy jeans, guys in cars, guys on bikes, it didn't matter. My first real job was that summer as a receptionist. Every few days a guy would walk in and gasp and I knew what was coming - something along the lines of "wow, you look great...I'd love to take you out sometime..." When I informed them that I was 17 they would say "well, I'm ok with that if you're ok with that." Actually creepo, I'm not ok with that. And god help them if they tried that line on one of the days my dad was in the office. All hell broke loose a couple times that summer.
Before long, I became known to my then good friend's friends as "oh yea, your friend with the massive chest." I was devastated. I wasn't "the smart girl with a college scholarship" or "the girl who makes awesome mix tapes" or even "your friend Betty". My breasts were the thing that defined me and I hated it. I even had a guy tell me "well, if you don't like people staring, you shouldn't show them." I tried to hide them. I even attempted to tape them down like Christina Ricci did in "Now and Then", but it just made me look ridiculous. The truth is that when you have big boobs, you can try to distract from them, but really you can't hide them. I could wear a turtle neck covered in a potato sack topped off with one of those puffy winter coats and I would still have breasts. I'm a woman - it's ok to look like one.
Do I realize that guys may quickly glance? Yes. And that doesn't bother me. But the full on staring like I'm a walking art exhibit or something is completely different. I've learned to come up with witty comebacks and how to call guys out, but I shouldn't have to. I'm not going to hide or be ashamed. I'm not one for wearing low cut clothes or showing lots of cleavage, but I will rock a plain black v-neck tshirt and not feel bad about it.
So guys who think that it's acceptable to stare at me because of my breasts - I really hate you.
Love,
Betty
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
monday musings or why i love fall and hate bills
I hate when things like bills get in the way and your new job doesn't pay you for 3 weeks and you have to decide between your phone and the internet and you choose the phone because it's an iphone and you have the internet but it still is annoying to try and write a blog post on it.
I also hate when time and life get in the way and you don't get to read peoples amazing posts and comment.
I also hate not having cable and missing all my shows RIGHT before the True Blood finale and the One Tree Hill premiere.
My job is something I don't hate because while the pay is low, the people are great and the time flies by. I work mostly nights about 30 hours a week and I either need another part time time or a great full time job.
Oh! The fabulous Marta Acosta sent me a copy of her new book out September 28 called Haunted Honeymoon. I will be writing a post tomorrow about it, the other book she sent me, and how fabulous she is!
So honestly, I LOVE fall. Adore it. Scarves, come out, cute cardigans and sweaters, hot chocolate, brisk weather that is perfect for curling up with my pups and a good book. I would say I miss my flip flops but I don't because those babies don't get put away until the first snow and even then I wear them around my house. Although this year I'm thinking about slippers maybe? Fall clothes are pretty easy for me but what's been on my mind are what pajamas I am going to wear.
Usually I sleep naked because that's comfortable and I get hot easily and clothes tend to bother me when I sleep and who doesn't feel sexy sleeping naked? The thing is, it does get cold and it's SO much harder to get out of bed when it's freezing. This morning I was pondering what I should do and what pajamas to get while in bed playing Luxor on my iphone which is completely addicting.
Do I get a cute VS pajama set with pants and a tank top? or the VS long sleeved set? Or the set with shorts? Or a nightgown? Or flannels? I like the idea of a night gown but I think I'm leaning towards the VS Dreamer Flannel Pajama, or the VS Pillow Talk Tank pajama. I looked at Gap online and I love the camis and tanks so mixing and matching could be an option. (I also REALLY want to try their jean leggings but with the $ situation, probably not happening).
I think pajamas somehow signify to myself that I am a grown up in my apartment with bills and dogs and responsibilities. It also signifies hope that I want nice pjs for myself and perhaps a future man who stays over and could potentially call himself my boyfriend.
What kind of pajamas do you guys wear? Any suggestions?
xoxoxo
Veronica
Also, as I'm writing this at the library I am privy to the people next to me, the first who talked about doing 5 months in the big house for parole violateion and the next guy who is listening to "Needles and Pins", I'm just glad its a song I like since I can hear it clearly...
I also hate when time and life get in the way and you don't get to read peoples amazing posts and comment.
I also hate not having cable and missing all my shows RIGHT before the True Blood finale and the One Tree Hill premiere.
My job is something I don't hate because while the pay is low, the people are great and the time flies by. I work mostly nights about 30 hours a week and I either need another part time time or a great full time job.
Oh! The fabulous Marta Acosta sent me a copy of her new book out September 28 called Haunted Honeymoon. I will be writing a post tomorrow about it, the other book she sent me, and how fabulous she is!
So honestly, I LOVE fall. Adore it. Scarves, come out, cute cardigans and sweaters, hot chocolate, brisk weather that is perfect for curling up with my pups and a good book. I would say I miss my flip flops but I don't because those babies don't get put away until the first snow and even then I wear them around my house. Although this year I'm thinking about slippers maybe? Fall clothes are pretty easy for me but what's been on my mind are what pajamas I am going to wear.
Usually I sleep naked because that's comfortable and I get hot easily and clothes tend to bother me when I sleep and who doesn't feel sexy sleeping naked? The thing is, it does get cold and it's SO much harder to get out of bed when it's freezing. This morning I was pondering what I should do and what pajamas to get while in bed playing Luxor on my iphone which is completely addicting.
Do I get a cute VS pajama set with pants and a tank top? or the VS long sleeved set? Or the set with shorts? Or a nightgown? Or flannels? I like the idea of a night gown but I think I'm leaning towards the VS Dreamer Flannel Pajama, or the VS Pillow Talk Tank pajama. I looked at Gap online and I love the camis and tanks so mixing and matching could be an option. (I also REALLY want to try their jean leggings but with the $ situation, probably not happening).
I think pajamas somehow signify to myself that I am a grown up in my apartment with bills and dogs and responsibilities. It also signifies hope that I want nice pjs for myself and perhaps a future man who stays over and could potentially call himself my boyfriend.
What kind of pajamas do you guys wear? Any suggestions?
xoxoxo
Veronica
Also, as I'm writing this at the library I am privy to the people next to me, the first who talked about doing 5 months in the big house for parole violateion and the next guy who is listening to "Needles and Pins", I'm just glad its a song I like since I can hear it clearly...
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
What Up With Auto-Flush?
Last night while out to dinner with my husband, I made a quick trip to the ladies room. After locking the door to the stall, I turned around and the auto-flush on the toilet went off and splashed a substantial amount of water all over my skirt. Not cute.
I hate auto-flush toilets.
I remember when auto-flush started showing up in public bathrooms. I must have been 10 or so and I thought "wow, what an amazing invention!" I was convinced it was the cure for those people who forget to flush the toilet. What I realized that I know walk into stalls with more unflushed toilets than I ever did before. Either people 1) are overly dependent on the auto-flush and don't wait/care to see if it actually flushes or 2) can't find the sometimes impossibly small button to push when the sensor fails. I know there have been times when I've had to search for it. Ultimately, it's a lot more effort than pulling down on a little flush handle.
I know it's weird, but now when I walk into a stall and I see a real flusher, in the back of my head I rejoice. The auto-flush is a piece of technology I would be happy without. It's much easier for me to use my foot to flush than waiting for a sensor.
And a least I don't have to pray that the bathroom has air dryers to dry my skirt.
Love,
Betty
I hate auto-flush toilets.
I remember when auto-flush started showing up in public bathrooms. I must have been 10 or so and I thought "wow, what an amazing invention!" I was convinced it was the cure for those people who forget to flush the toilet. What I realized that I know walk into stalls with more unflushed toilets than I ever did before. Either people 1) are overly dependent on the auto-flush and don't wait/care to see if it actually flushes or 2) can't find the sometimes impossibly small button to push when the sensor fails. I know there have been times when I've had to search for it. Ultimately, it's a lot more effort than pulling down on a little flush handle.
I know it's weird, but now when I walk into a stall and I see a real flusher, in the back of my head I rejoice. The auto-flush is a piece of technology I would be happy without. It's much easier for me to use my foot to flush than waiting for a sensor.
And a least I don't have to pray that the bathroom has air dryers to dry my skirt.
Love,
Betty
Sunday, September 5, 2010
No taksies No keepsies
I hate when people have something of mine and refuse to give it back. If you know you have my Tiffany's bracelet which I got when I graduated highschool, give it back. I don't care if you borrowed it and we lost touch, you're my facebook friend and I see you update so don't act like you didn't see my message in your inbox. FB leaves a little red notifier until you check it out. Rude.
I hate when someone has my xbox because I was nice enough to let them borrow it for a week while they get their cable set up and then when I ask for it back because my awesome best friend Betty got me an xbox live subscription and a netflix subscription and I want to start using it and never leave me house, they start acting shady. I hate that a month later they are still trying to be funny on the phone but are somehow never home or can't just drop it off to me. It's not yours. Plain and simple. Not. Yours.
Kindergartners learn about no taksies no keepsies, so why can't you?
I finally had to go over, tell them I was there, and was like, I'm taking it. They were like fine because what could they do? They knew that it was mine and they don't lock their door and the landlord has no problem letting me in. I hate having to act that way but enough is enough. So in addition to being a jerk, they make me hate them for putting me in a situation where I had to act against my more laid back nature.
I hate when people borrow my books and don't return them. Except for Betty and my Mom, I pretty much refuse to borrow books. Last time I borrowed my copy of Enders Game to someone, I had to track them down to a Walgreen's to get it back. My books hold sentimental memories for me, especially that copy and I wasn't about to let months go by without asking for it. I clearly learned my lesson from the Tiffany's bracelet.
Seriously though, Netflix? Amazing. I got to know 30 Rock pretty well last night and even took it to bed with me (thanks iphone Netflix app!) I watched some Up and you know that since Center Stage is on, I will be rewatching my fav scenes over and over.
Last week I definitely did not hate the amount of good looking boys I was in the company of. I saw "The Other Guys" with my hot hot friend/crush who is an amazing person and I can be 100% myself with. We had dinner and then saw the movie and I really don't know a nicer guy.
Then the next night I saw a friend I hadn't seen in about 5 years. We met, went out a few times and whatnot and have stayed friends all this time. He has been all over the place for school but we always have ghcat and whatnot so we've stayed pretty close. Tall and handsome, extremely intelligent (dude went to Harvard, what?), and funny, he's awesome. We hung out, had some food, and ended the night with a conversation on boy bands and lady gaga. I hate that more guys like that seem to live everywhere but my city. As Betty and the girls from B*Witched would say, C'est La Vie.
Also this week I saw my hot hook up. Well we always hook up when we see each other but we don't hang out otherwise although we have many mutual friends. Which leads me to why I hate people with big mouths who love to cause trouble and proclaim innocence. Seriously, don't you get tired of being so phony? Betty always says that whatever else people want to say about me, they always know where I stand. When you get caught being an asshole, don't blame it on the weatherman, blame it on yourself (what? 2 b*witched references? yeah that's how I roll). Anywho I saw the guy and it's nice to share a kind of darker, intimate, almost animalistic (is that even a word?) relationship that's very separate from my normal life.
I guess it's like Golidlocks searching for the right bed. I'll know it when it feels right but it can be fun trying to get there.
Oh! I hate when I let my hair air dry for too long before I blow dry!
Also, my new job (nothing exciting but something new and fun. Ever see the movie waiting? It's like that) Anway it has kept me super busy, I worked a double yesterday and my feet were dying! Thank God Liz Lemmon and Tracy Jordan were there to distract me.
Also Also....I already call JWoww for my Halloween Costume. LiLu, I expect something Jersey from you! I'll come visit if you do :)
Gators needs his gat. Don't go chasin waterfalls.
Seriously, go see "the other guys" before it leaves theaters.
Love,
Veronica
I hate when someone has my xbox because I was nice enough to let them borrow it for a week while they get their cable set up and then when I ask for it back because my awesome best friend Betty got me an xbox live subscription and a netflix subscription and I want to start using it and never leave me house, they start acting shady. I hate that a month later they are still trying to be funny on the phone but are somehow never home or can't just drop it off to me. It's not yours. Plain and simple. Not. Yours.
Kindergartners learn about no taksies no keepsies, so why can't you?
I finally had to go over, tell them I was there, and was like, I'm taking it. They were like fine because what could they do? They knew that it was mine and they don't lock their door and the landlord has no problem letting me in. I hate having to act that way but enough is enough. So in addition to being a jerk, they make me hate them for putting me in a situation where I had to act against my more laid back nature.
I hate when people borrow my books and don't return them. Except for Betty and my Mom, I pretty much refuse to borrow books. Last time I borrowed my copy of Enders Game to someone, I had to track them down to a Walgreen's to get it back. My books hold sentimental memories for me, especially that copy and I wasn't about to let months go by without asking for it. I clearly learned my lesson from the Tiffany's bracelet.
Seriously though, Netflix? Amazing. I got to know 30 Rock pretty well last night and even took it to bed with me (thanks iphone Netflix app!) I watched some Up and you know that since Center Stage is on, I will be rewatching my fav scenes over and over.
Last week I definitely did not hate the amount of good looking boys I was in the company of. I saw "The Other Guys" with my hot hot friend/crush who is an amazing person and I can be 100% myself with. We had dinner and then saw the movie and I really don't know a nicer guy.
Then the next night I saw a friend I hadn't seen in about 5 years. We met, went out a few times and whatnot and have stayed friends all this time. He has been all over the place for school but we always have ghcat and whatnot so we've stayed pretty close. Tall and handsome, extremely intelligent (dude went to Harvard, what?), and funny, he's awesome. We hung out, had some food, and ended the night with a conversation on boy bands and lady gaga. I hate that more guys like that seem to live everywhere but my city. As Betty and the girls from B*Witched would say, C'est La Vie.
Also this week I saw my hot hook up. Well we always hook up when we see each other but we don't hang out otherwise although we have many mutual friends. Which leads me to why I hate people with big mouths who love to cause trouble and proclaim innocence. Seriously, don't you get tired of being so phony? Betty always says that whatever else people want to say about me, they always know where I stand. When you get caught being an asshole, don't blame it on the weatherman, blame it on yourself (what? 2 b*witched references? yeah that's how I roll). Anywho I saw the guy and it's nice to share a kind of darker, intimate, almost animalistic (is that even a word?) relationship that's very separate from my normal life.
I guess it's like Golidlocks searching for the right bed. I'll know it when it feels right but it can be fun trying to get there.
Oh! I hate when I let my hair air dry for too long before I blow dry!
Also, my new job (nothing exciting but something new and fun. Ever see the movie waiting? It's like that) Anway it has kept me super busy, I worked a double yesterday and my feet were dying! Thank God Liz Lemmon and Tracy Jordan were there to distract me.
Also Also....I already call JWoww for my Halloween Costume. LiLu, I expect something Jersey from you! I'll come visit if you do :)
Gators needs his gat. Don't go chasin waterfalls.
Seriously, go see "the other guys" before it leaves theaters.
Love,
Veronica
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