Girls. Please. I understand it is that time of year. I JUST sent out a memo last week thanking you for making my day. But now it’s getting out of control. Do any of you understand the distraction of this bare-lower-thigh-knee-upper-calf-surrounded-by-leather-and-easy-access-clothing-ness? Ok, um. I’m going to assume that if you don’t have a dog, you at least can understand this illustration:
Growing up, I had a dog named Saber. He was a springer spaniel. Great dog. One of my dad’s favorite tricks was to have him sit, completely still, with a dog treat on his nose. He would stand there, finger in the air saying, “Sabeeeerrrr. Noooooooo.” over and over again. And Saber would sit there. Sometimes his legs would twitch. After a minute or so his eyes would grow teeth and I swear they’d try jumping out of their sockets to go eat the damn treat themselves. And then my dad would lower his finger and abruptly say, “GO!”, at which point Saber would, in one motion, tilt his head and inhale that treat before it had a chance to move.
The only difference between this boots-n-skirts thing and the dog treat? Well, if my brain ever stopped saying, “Doomiliaaaaaaaas. Nooooooooooo.”…I would go to jail.
Something concerns me, though. I know this happens for men, mostly because I think I am one (some would debate). But can the adverse happen for women? Are there certain outfits/attire/etc., etc., that men can wear that have a similar effect?
Then again, maybe I just need to be neutered.