I was sitting at my computer talking to my friend about motorcycles, and sort of inadvertently talking him out of buying one in particular that has a bit of a sketchy engine compression thing going on. I started paging through the Moto Lady blog while we chatted, which is basically girls on bikes, and kind of kicks butt because girls on bikes kick butt. We’d ended our conversation about motorcycles, but I was still thinking about it, when I came across the image above. He clearly wasn’t tracking with my internal monologue, though…
Me: Would you like me more if I sometimes wore a shiny catsuit?
Him: Like J-Lo?
Him: I don’t know. In public or in private?
Him: …? … I kind of like your Wonder Woman thing. Maybe just stick with that. … Why are you asking me this?
I still want a catsuit. It doesn’t need to be shiny, apparently. Maybe that’s where I lost him.