this afternoon, i was at the nail salon waiting for what would soon be the most thorough bikini wax of my life when i heard a woman exclaim, “oh, i don’t need to dress up anymore. i have no one to impress; i’m married.” it made me sad for her. i wondered if i would ever get to the point in my life where i would fall into such a rut that crocs would seem appealing or (gasp) fashionable. when you’re in a serious relationship, does this suddenly mean that you no longer feel the need to look semi-decent? i enjoy dressing up, boyfriend or not! this does not mean that i suddenly care what people think or that i feel the need to impress others with how i look; i have always dressed for myself. call me self-centered and i wouldn't disagree. in my opinion, having a significant other and falling into a “comfortable phase” should be in regards to lying on the couch eating doritos and watching black-and-white films. it should not, however, mean that leaving the house in a combination of rainboots and scrubs is okay. ever.