Home, A man's castle!...
Home isn't a man's castle; it's a woman's Doll house.
When we were growing up;
Boys played with Lego, GIJoe and Hot Wheels.
While girls played with doll houses and Barbies;
And when we grow up we just keep on playing.
Guys like building things; they get their boy toys like the full size versions of their Hot Wheels cars.
And girls, they play Doll house with their new full size homes...
Barbie living in her Doll house.
Nuisance boys that could care less about playing Doll house,
Grow up to be thoughtless slobs who don’t appreciate
Frilly curtains bordering windows; towels hanging perfectly beside gleaming tubs, or rolled up in colourful baskets
We don’t understand this flawless staging is intended for presentation only
For instance, towels rolled up in cute baskets, conveniently placed by the tub are not there for drying off with.
They are there to look at... yes that’s right, Look At!
It may look appropriately placed by the tub you’re getting out of all dripping wet, but...
You see, I was supposed to bring a towel from the linen closet.
Towels, in a closet, out there in the hallway; are for you to use in here by the bath.
So dripping wet, I look at the towels right here by the tub.
And then realize “I’m not in my house, I’m at Barbie’s place”.
My house would have towels... right here.
This is the kind of thing women do, that drives me round the bend.
But they love it though; and they love doing it together...
They feed off each other’s little girl, doll house, excitement.
It’s like a Barbiefest
"Oh my God, this is your closet? I would die for a closet like this."
Yup... a closet.......I can hardly contain myself...
I’m so excited about...
