My argument against this assertion is that I'm a girl. It's what we do. We covet. And whine.
If I see another girl and her inner thighs don't touch...I'm going to covet that.
If I pass by a shopper in Target with two carts full of stuff...I'm going to covet their mini shopping spree.
If you have a pet furry cow...I'm going to covet that furry cow.
Ladies, am I wrong here? Help me out! (unless you are one of those girls whose inner thighs do not in fact touch...in that case, screw off!)