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| Bring on the peroxide, the baby oil, and the sexualized caricature of Southern Women. |
Jessica Simpson.
Jessica Simpson is what I always imagine I would be if I just threw caution to the wind and decided "I'm going to be FANCY!"
It seems totally realistic that at my absolute fanciest and most talented, my highest rated movie would be some kind of remake of a show like Dukes of Hazzard.
It just feels true.
*I added a snarky caption to the picture, but before publishing it, I had to add an additional rant. Southern women don't wear hair extensions, fake leather or foreign denim. Tsk Tsk Jessica. You so NOT fancy. *
So imagine my surprise when I got lost in the Walmart the other day....
They move Walmart around so often, you'd think some of the items they stock were in the witness protection program.
Anywho, I got lost and - as I was trying to find my way across department borders - I smelled a wonderful smell of perfume.
Now ya know I'm not that big into perfume.
But this stuff was captivating.
I'm also not big into asking other girls what kind of perfume they are wearing.
Seems too much like a pick up line in this day & age
(especially considering I pretty much live in a men's Carhartt jacket)
But I bit the bullet and asked this woman what kind of perfume she was wearing.
She stammered a little and then admitted it was kind of embarrassing to say but that it was.....

Wait for it....
Fancy, by Jessica Simpson.
What are the damn chances?
Here it is for you gals who also have no shame...
I have to say, it really does smell fancy.


