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WHAT is that pink netted thing? lol |
Do you remember playing dress up? or wearing outfits that were clearly misdirected, didn't match and were alllll you? I do because its happened twice in my life so far. Once as a young child and again during my senior year in high school. During both periods I dressed with such reckless abandon that cobalt blue tights, yellow shoes and a rainbow scarf lived without question---as one ensemble. I woke up everyday and never gave a second thought to how I looked, and I was happy.
Recently at a party, I listened to an acquaintance/sort of friend? shake her head while telling us that her daughter had just started demanding to dress herself. That she wanted to wear a pink tutu over tights and a jacket to a friends party. She said that some days she had to re-evaluate the little tike's choices as they were " Oy vey! " to say the least. And all of this after I complimented the little girls bedazzled boots and rhinestone flower headband. "I would wear that headband," I said as everyone comfortably laughed at my witty humor. "No really I would. I might have to steal that later." Annnd we moved past the laughter to mildly raised eyebrows and [she's so funny and strange sometimes] looks. Being yourself is hard...even for a six year old.
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"gammy, Im not sure these are my style? gammy? hellooo?" |
I felt sort of sad for the little girl. There are SO MANY times or instances in your life where other people are forging your way or trying too. How totally poop! to have that happen as a kid. I'm glad you're not my mommy, was all I could think. We have the whole rest of our lives to be told what to do, let her wear the damn tutu!
So to that effect I've decided that I need to wear more jewelry---with reckless abandon. I have like TWO boxes full of baubles that I never wear because I have all these stupid personal rules about wearing certain things at only certain times. fuck that, its on. Like these fine ladies here....
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lotsOjewelry who cares! |
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