...that certain things are true,
even though sometimes I'm the only one that believes them.
I have this theory...that freshly painted nails complete any outfit.
Essie Topless and Barefoot
And no matter how sloppy and grungy you are that day,
if your nails are freshly painted,
you look polished and sophisticated.
I also have this theory....that fingernail polish
is only meant to last for two days.
It's a conspiracy of sorts.
But in my experience,
after day two, it just starts chipping and looking dull
(no matter how good of a top coat you use.)
And chipped nail polish does not give the same sophisticated look.
I have this theory....that my stuffed animals talk to each other when I'm gone.
And that they get their feelings hurt when I give them away
or put them in storage.
I still have three stuffed animals sitting on my bed at my mom's house
and every so often I go give them a little squeeze
to let them know they're not forgotten.
I blame Toy Story for this one.
And speaking of talking,
I have this theory....that my dogs also chit chat when I'm gone.
I like to think they're secretly best friends
and they spend the day chatting it up,
probably bitching about the fact that we left them...again.
But hey, at least they have each other.
I have this theory....that Kim Kardashion is still in love with Reggie Bush.
I don't know if it was the fact that their nicknames were "Tush" and "Bush" respectfully,
which honestly, just always cracked me up,
or the fact that they dated foooooorever
(relatively speaking, of course)
but I'm convinced, they're still secretly in love.
Reggie's new KK look-alike baby mama doesn't really help.
US Weekly agrees.
I have this theory....that if teachers could wear jeans once a week,
they would be (at least) 10% less stressed.
As long as they're not grungy, "yard-working" jeans,
they should definitely be allowed.
Lastly, I have this theory....that Abe is the father of Rebecca's baby.
A picture (and several internet rumors) speak a thousand words.
That is all.
If you don't watch Breaking Amish, I hate it for ya.
You're missing out on some quality, questionably real,
A+ for akwardness television.