I read some where today, that women shouldnt be putting out there that they like kittens, rainbows, cupcakes, and to laugh, that it makes it easier for men to demean us, and that we are trying to come off as less intimidating to men...
I am a rare breed of female i suppose. I love pink, butterflies, kittens and puppies, I love to laugh, I love cupcakes, i like to make pretty things, dress my daughter up in pretty tutus. i also have a brain, and i can out throw most men, mud doesnt scare me (spiders and crickets do), I love sports, and can talk sports and follow a conversation with men.
My husband has never once thought i was less then him, because I love make up, and doing my hair, and purses and pretty girly clothes, if anything its made him appreciate me more, because im not one sided, he knows my intelligence, he knows my athletic ability, he knows i know my way around tools, but i also know my way around the oven. He's perfectly aware that while he is better at some things than me, over all... i have the upper hand, i am by far more diverse than he. and i believe most women are.
why the hell cant we like rainbows and pink, and still be taken seriously? times have changed since the 1950s, being a female means, being able to be uber femmine, and still be able to keep up with the men folk, no?
Im not going to, and have never changed myself to make other people like me, when i met my husband, my hair was black, i was in punk rock style jeans, and a black shirt, he knew i loved skull and cross bones, and i would get right into a mosh pit, come home and scrap book with pretty bows, and pink puffy paint! he took me seriously then, because when i opened my mouth, i didnt sound like a total ditz. Women can like the immaure things we loved as a child and teen, and still be taken seriously! for some it takes more effort if their appreance is by far more girlie than mine (which is for the most part the case) but if you have a brain, its not usually an issue.
So im calling your bullshit lady with the stick up her arse! and ill stand up for all the girlie girls out there, in their pretty rompers, and converse sneakers, wearing their pretty necklaces, and pink nails, who still have a brain, and arent putting on a show to make themselves look less intimidating to the mens, its who they are, and im damn proud to live in a time where women can still be women and still have the chance to meet a man who isnt going to demean them, or feel less. and dont tell me its not possible, because i AM that girl (more or less, depending on the day) and my husband knows damn well who wears the pants in this relationship (more or less depending on the day)
I am a rare breed of female i suppose. I love pink, butterflies, kittens and puppies, I love to laugh, I love cupcakes, i like to make pretty things, dress my daughter up in pretty tutus. i also have a brain, and i can out throw most men, mud doesnt scare me (spiders and crickets do), I love sports, and can talk sports and follow a conversation with men.
My husband has never once thought i was less then him, because I love make up, and doing my hair, and purses and pretty girly clothes, if anything its made him appreciate me more, because im not one sided, he knows my intelligence, he knows my athletic ability, he knows i know my way around tools, but i also know my way around the oven. He's perfectly aware that while he is better at some things than me, over all... i have the upper hand, i am by far more diverse than he. and i believe most women are.
why the hell cant we like rainbows and pink, and still be taken seriously? times have changed since the 1950s, being a female means, being able to be uber femmine, and still be able to keep up with the men folk, no?
Im not going to, and have never changed myself to make other people like me, when i met my husband, my hair was black, i was in punk rock style jeans, and a black shirt, he knew i loved skull and cross bones, and i would get right into a mosh pit, come home and scrap book with pretty bows, and pink puffy paint! he took me seriously then, because when i opened my mouth, i didnt sound like a total ditz. Women can like the immaure things we loved as a child and teen, and still be taken seriously! for some it takes more effort if their appreance is by far more girlie than mine (which is for the most part the case) but if you have a brain, its not usually an issue.
So im calling your bullshit lady with the stick up her arse! and ill stand up for all the girlie girls out there, in their pretty rompers, and converse sneakers, wearing their pretty necklaces, and pink nails, who still have a brain, and arent putting on a show to make themselves look less intimidating to the mens, its who they are, and im damn proud to live in a time where women can still be women and still have the chance to meet a man who isnt going to demean them, or feel less. and dont tell me its not possible, because i AM that girl (more or less, depending on the day) and my husband knows damn well who wears the pants in this relationship (more or less depending on the day)