They say you can tell a lot about a woman from what’s in her handbag. If you can tell so much about a woman by what’s in her handbag, what can you tell about her from the items found in the center console of her car?
I started thinking about that question after listening to one of my favorite Iliza Shleslinger stand up specials, Elder Millenial. I relate to that special on so many levels. For example, I remember landlines, dial up internet, and even life BEFORE the internet… whaaat?! Note, however, I will never get on snapchat.
Anyway, one of my favorite bits in that routine is where she talks about how girls are secretly filthy, and should you ever doubt that about a woman, just check the center console of a her car. 😏 Iliza says about our consoles:
“It’s our little filthy secret stockpile, right? It’s a Now That’s What I Call Music CD. “In case they come back!” Yeah. It’s one of those cables that plugs from the tape player into the CD player. It’s spilled nail polish. … It’s a Lip Smacker, Dr Pepper flavor, that’s just… lying there with a gash in the wax neck, like, “Tell my children I died well.” Like it’s… it’s an iPhone 4 charger. It’s some McDonald’s napkins. It’s A French fry.”
Excuse me while I bust up laughing again remembering it…. 😂
So it got me to thinking…. what do I have in there? I mean, I like to think of myself as pretty clean, although I have my moments. No, I didn’t have A [single] french fry in there, but I did have a lipstick with the cap off, A penny (you never know when your total will be $5.01 and you’ll need that penny!), a pop up travel brush from 2007, a Taco Bell hot sauce packet that likes me, and you bet I would’ve had a CD in there if my car had a CD player, or even a tape deck!
So while I was thinking of this, why not paint all (or at least some) of these things? I’m calling this series “Girls are Filthy” because I think we should just embrace our inner slobs every once in a while!
Enjoy viewing some of these paintings and let me know what tell-tale items of your secret filthiness are in the center console of your car.
-xo
Marianne
Objects in the “Women are Filthy” Collection:
Caudalie Radiance Serum I received in a Birchbox long ago that has for some reason been left to die in my car even though I love it.
Who doesn’t have a few napkins? Add in a chinless keychain for a flathead screwdriver and a tube of lipstick and you’re prepared for anything!
