Uhhh...women don't do the same daggum thing???
Hell...they damn there do a fashion show for us to help them pick the right outfit b4 they step out
"Babe how's does this look...*twirls around in outfit she's considering*...I look ok?"
9 try-out outfits later, they FINALLY pick the one they're goin out wit. You know which one...the "All eyes on me" outfit. Then after showering and gettin dressed...it's hair...make-up...smell goods...grabs purse and keys...a quick peck..."Bye babe"...and out the door they go in a flash.
Nothing but saddness and a struggle meal left for us. Tragic!