Your disdain for that other girl. Your tiny little scowl and wrinkled nose — yes, I saw it.
When you’re not OK, I notice it straight away, the smallest change.
That awkward walk in high heels. High heels aren’t for everyone.
Trying to make themselves look better for you, i.e. last minute clothing and hair adjustments. We see it, and we like it.
I see you looking at the bulge. That’s cool. You don’t have to be bashful about it.