that's a dealbreaker, ladies!

so today my art history class took a class trip to the kimbell art museum, and before we left i was talking to a girl in the class about dealbreakers.

she just broke up with her boyfriend over something that came up that was, i believe, rather a silly thing to break up about. but then, of course, if it was more important to her than her relationship... why hallo there, priorities monster!

it got me to thinking, though... and i realise i'm not terribly picky. i mean, i am picky, but there are very few things that would make me break it off with someone who was wonderful in all other respects.

he likes lady gaga? slightly worrisome, but not too worrisome in the long run.
he spends his weekends at computer technology conferences? ... ok. fine. i can get over it.
his favorite flower is the purple begonia? whatever.

AND THEN our teacher calls us to get in the carpool van, and as i sit down next to the guy i'll be sitting next to for the next hour and a half, i remember it.

my dealbreaker.


old spice.


never ever ever ever ever ever EVER will i be with someone who insists on wearing old spice. EVER. EVER EVER EVER.