You know that opening scene in Adventures in Babysitting? Most of the time girls really don't spend stolen moments alone dancing around in their underwear, singing into hairbrushes, and mugging for the mirror. Those that do are probably performing (ha) some archetype of Sassy Independent Girls cobbled together from movies and TV shows. And Rob Fleming was right in his revelation that girls save their sexy underwear for nights they know they're going to sleep with somebody. Sorry, dudes without sisters. We really aren't strange adorable Soma cubes waiting for some sterling paladin to solve us.
That being said, I guess sometimes when I'm trying to avoid writing a paper I do indulge in trying on all kinds of ridiculous outfits and then leaving them all in a pile on my floor when I remember that I was boiling some water downstairs.
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