The recent spate of genderfuck stories triggered something of an epiphany for me.
I'm no good at being a girl.
I'm happy to be female, yes, and I can't even imagine wanting to be male, but the distance between "female" and "girl" is huge.
Actually, the difference between "female" and "girl" is me.
I can't dress myself. I finally learned what a
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The things you learn when your Mom is a child of the Depression.
BTW I totally get you with the shoes. My mom lives in hope of the day that I buy women's shoes (I usually have to buy men's for the size alone-forget issues of style). I'm not much of a girly girl either. I actually know how to get dressed up (wedings, visiting my grandmother etc.) but it's like putting on a costume when performing in a play. Most of the time I just can't be BOTHERED. Who the hell has the time to spend 15minutes putting on their face in the morning? I don't usually take to dry my hair.
Sweeturchin
(delurking more and more often-going to have to open an lj account soon...)
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