I've been told that I'm missing that girly gene. The one that makes grown women lust after Louboutins and cash in their kid's birthday check from grandma for a pair? And when my birthday rolls around and those too cutesy, rose-petal filled commercials with doe-eyed women getting diamond necklaces clasped around their swan-like necks by adoring men dance across TV screens all I can think of … [Read more...]