did Rita have a she-wolf? I bet.

I kinda wish I liked cigarettes. The truth is, they seem like something quite romantic. For example. if I were to sit here and type with a cigarette in a dainty, crystal ashtray next to me, wearing a light pink robe- well, I might feel like a 1940's actress. The kind with big, soft curls (which I like) and rose red lipstick (which I also like). Every blue moon I give smoking a shot, and it's a shame that every time I am let down in the romanticness area, well, every area but who said I never tried? A co-worker may ask me if I want to pop outside and keep them company on their smoke break and I, getting my Shakira she-wolf moment, think, "why yes! I would like to join you- and I may just take a drag!"

(side note: A Shakira she-wolf moment is a real feeling. It is best described in the youtube video <here.>In short, it's about that 'wild side' to every woman. As best portrayed by Shakira's lyrics, and most very intelligently followed: let it out so it can breathe.)

Cigarettes don't do it for me, but I'll tell ya what does: mint chocolate chip ice cream, in a tank top, with the windows open.