PIC and I hung out over the weekend. Here, she imparted wisdom that I had to share. To appreciate the conversation, here’s a back story if you didn’t already know.
Y’all know I’m a girly girl. I love anything sparkly. Y’all also know, maybe?, that I typically date really pretty boys. Assholes, but really pretty to look at boys.
Me: I don’t know what’s up with *insert boy name here*….I really like him a lot.
PIC: I know you do sweetie. I wanted to like him too.
Me: Yeah…maybe he’ll come around.
PIC: Or he’s just dipped in glitter.
PIC: Sweetie. Sometimes, especially for you, they are just shit dipped in glitter.
Me: Holy crap…. you are so right!!!
PIC: You get distracted by glittery things. It’s ok.. but that’s why if I say ‘it’s dipped in glitter’, you better run. It’ll be our code.
Me: All that glitters is not gold! I totally get that now….
PIC: I know you love sparkly things honey, but we gotta find you something that’s sparkly all the way through, not just the outside shell.
Me: Heard. I really thought he was different though.
PIC: Verdict is still out, but it’s possible he’s just dunked in glitter.
Me: *sighs* Lots of glitter.
PIC: *shakes her head* Drink your wine.