Weddingbee Blog

I checked Mr. Eggplant’s blog recently and scrolled through one of his recent entries. He had me laughing out loud. I know I’m biased, but the boy is just just so… darn… cute. I just had to share his adorable perspective on women:

But It’s Cute (by Mr. Eggplant)

I think women are fascinating. Maybe that’s why I’m looking forward to marriage– I get to be with one every day!

Now, in my limited scope of the female population, I have an observation that I’d like to share. It’s one that I feel fairly confident about. I think most women, at least those that care about their appearance (even just a little bit), use “but it’s cute” at least once in their life. I think our society of high-heels, tight jeans, and push-up bras rests upon the shoulders of this one phrase. But it’s cute. It’s comforting, almost liberating, to know in the end, it’s all worth it… and do you know why? Because it’s cute.

Take high heels for instance. Women did not wake up one day thinking, “I need to stand up on an incline.” But it’s cute. Well, it’s probably because society told you that high heels make a woman feel sexy. It’s in the Carl’s Jr. commercials, Pretty Woman, and JC Penney ads. It’s everywhere. And we men think they dress up for us… noooo… it’s for themselves and other women! A man is not worth a day in 4-inch stilettos! But the feeling of empowerment, sexiness, and identity, that is. And it’s just cute.

A woman will also make a mirror out of anything– a reflection off of aluminum foil, a storefront window, or a spoon. It’s all okay, because you know what? “I have to stay looking cute.”

And this is something a guy can never fully understand. I think we can make casual observations about this and analyze behavior, but we can never, in the most dire of situations, use “but it’s cute”in the same way. It just doesn’t make sense to us.

I used to watch women put on make-up and think, “Well, she doesn’t need make-up, she’s already pretty enough.” Or someone that squeezes her life into a perfectly cut pair of Citizens jeans, “Those are HOW MUCH?” But it’s cute. That’s their only explanation. And I’m beginning to see what they mean. Just the other day, I caught myself saying, “but it’s freakin’ cool!”

I can’t wait to be Mrs. Eggplant. Centerpieces and invites aside, I cannot wait to marry this man. He has got to be the best gift I’ve ever received.