Maybe Marilyn was right.
Perhaps diamonds really are a girl’s best friend.
Her only true one. After all, they make you look and feel fantastic at all times. And they don’t bitch about you behind your back.
Three quarters of women have admitted they feel jealous of their closest friends. Most are envious of their looks, with their wealth not far behind. But hey, we’re not THAT shallow; we also envy our bezzies for their brains, their jobs and their men, says a study of female friendship by discount website MyVoucherCodes.co.uk.
So much for sisterhood.
Most women struck by the green-eyed monster never let on, though.
They ensure that Woman With Everything remains blissfully oblivious by turning to other friends. Not for support, mind, but to offload all their nasty thoughts onto them. It works well; like a confessional. Until there’s a falling out within the coven and then all hell breaks loose.
I confess, I’m guilty of man-envy; I cast longing looks at a friend’s husband. Not that I fancied him; it was all innocent. I was long-time single and feeling I’d never find a man as good as hers. Proof indeed that women riddled with the most negative of emotions deserve sympathy, not contempt. Because our jealousy is borne from unhappiness and low self-esteem.
If you’re really content with your life, you don’t covet what your friend’s got. You’re glad for her - and just wish you had it, too.