The night of the blondes!

Ok, so last night I once again needed someone to go shopping with me so I called Jessica. I needed to collect bags for orientation for the school and I also needed some new maternity clothes that would be appropriate for work. Jess said that she would go but wanted to know if her friend Kelly could come too. "O yah that's fine"... and those were the last words Rachel Roberson ever said....

Ok maybe they aren't my last but I do feel like I died a little inside after hanging out with them. We went to the mall and of course hit all the stores like Hollister, Abercrombie and Fitch, Claires, Buckle, and then I made a stop at the Baby Gap... Just try to imagine what going out with two beach blondes names Jessica and Kelly would be like if you were a brunette with a brain in your head. Not fun I know. I swear I would try to talk about something that everyone could relate to like work or college or maybe even what movies were out... Kelly wanted to talk about the time that she played strip quarters at that party, or how cute that guy was, or the time she got high at that party, or the time she sat on a cigarette at Jess' party and burned a hole in her skirt, and no lie those are all really things that she talked about (like that's so hard to believe)and Jess, who is smarter than that I know, joined right in with her. I think, wait I know, that my fifteen year old cousins (all three of them going to be sophomores in High School and girls) have more maturity in their pinkie fingers than they do in their entire beings put together. When we were at dinner we were talking about music and she would say that she hated this song or that song and I would say why I might like one of those songs, and follow up with how it is so dramatic... dark.. or the album wouldn't be the same without it, or how unique it was, and she followed up with a statement that went something like, "You know who I hate, I hate artsy people... who like think pictures of a naked woman are beautiful... it's just a naked woman like oh my god like who wants to look at that, unless you're a guy" and Jess said "Yah, standing next to a picture or sculpture of a naked person makes me uncomfortable." Two girls who are both very experienced (that is my nice way of not calling them sluts) feel uncomfortable looking at a drawing of someone who is naked.... mind-boggling!

But, you see what I mean now... one dimensional. I said that in my opinion maybe people see beauty in a woman being free, natural, and completely in her element, and I said that we as woman are beautiful creatures and what is more wonderful than an artist expressing that love for a woman's body. Kelly followed with ,"huh" I am not claiming to be an art critic by any means, I do think however that in order to enjoy something you have to look beyond what's on the surface and make a connection with your world or else you are blind. And who wants to live life in the matrix? Seriously, I wanted to say, open your eyes and use your brain!

In the end, I think this will be the last time that I go out with Kelly and Jessica... unless I get desperate again.