The Fifteen.
As some of you know, my little sister is going to have a Quinceanera. Which is when everyone says "you're not mexican." And no, we're not Latino, Mexican, Hispanic, or Spanish. Right. Because MEXICANS are the ONLY spanish-speaking culture that celebrates the becoming of a woman when a girl turns fifteen. SURE. That doesn't sound annoyingly stereotypical.
But racism against me and my Caucasian skin aside, people weren't really that surprised when I said it. I think it's because we already celebrate Chanukah, so it's kind of expected of us now.
Why? Well, my little sister is something less than feminine. It's like I took all the girly genes, and she's just a slob. We got onto the topic of parties and stuff, and she said that she always wanted a Quinceanera. And I told her, why not? Really. Now, as an older sister (and an avid feminist) who wants my little sister to embrace some sort of feminineness, I was NOT going to pass up the opportunity to stick my sister into a pink, poofy dress. Which, oddly enough, is one of the things she is looking forward to.
I kind of want her to become a woman, because she does act really immature sometimes, but I also want her to continue on with her childhood. I just really want her to embrace being a girl, just this once. And I want her to have fun. I don't want her to get stressed out over this.
In other news, she is putting duct tape on her moles on her back because she's embarrassed by them and doesn't want anyone to see them. That's how I know that she's REALLY looking forward to this.
So I started looking up traditions of the ceremony - I already knew of a few, like the changing of shoes and the symbolism of wearing the tiara - because I REALLY wanted to pay as much respect as possible to this tradition.
But I really want to do it this right. If anyone on my f-list has ever been to, or has celebrated a Quinceanera, can you please let me know? Because I really want to do this right. I want to pay the utmost respects to the culture and the tradition as much as possible.
So far...
Crap we need a cake. A big-ass cake.
But racism against me and my Caucasian skin aside, people weren't really that surprised when I said it. I think it's because we already celebrate Chanukah, so it's kind of expected of us now.
Why? Well, my little sister is something less than feminine. It's like I took all the girly genes, and she's just a slob. We got onto the topic of parties and stuff, and she said that she always wanted a Quinceanera. And I told her, why not? Really. Now, as an older sister (and an avid feminist) who wants my little sister to embrace some sort of feminineness, I was NOT going to pass up the opportunity to stick my sister into a pink, poofy dress. Which, oddly enough, is one of the things she is looking forward to.
I kind of want her to become a woman, because she does act really immature sometimes, but I also want her to continue on with her childhood. I just really want her to embrace being a girl, just this once. And I want her to have fun. I don't want her to get stressed out over this.
In other news, she is putting duct tape on her moles on her back because she's embarrassed by them and doesn't want anyone to see them. That's how I know that she's REALLY looking forward to this.
So I started looking up traditions of the ceremony - I already knew of a few, like the changing of shoes and the symbolism of wearing the tiara - because I REALLY wanted to pay as much respect as possible to this tradition.
But I really want to do it this right. If anyone on my f-list has ever been to, or has celebrated a Quinceanera, can you please let me know? Because I really want to do this right. I want to pay the utmost respects to the culture and the tradition as much as possible.
So far...
Crap we need a cake. A big-ass cake.