11/1
Given my propensity for wondering about the lives of people on mass transit based on their outward appearance and attitude, I smile at the figure I cut today. Top to bottom: tiara, scarf, dresden dolls t-shirt under black cardigan, giant backpack with a balloon animal tucked in the strap, camera around my neck, multi-colored tutu over jeans with big black boots, carrying a pair of farmers market Japanese sweet potatoes smudging dirt on my chest and smiling broadly at anyone who would meet my eyes. I love it all. One man caught me on the stairs and said, "You had me going there for a bit, and then I remembered..." "It's November 1st," I finished with a grin.
Yes, I wear a tutu and tiara in public. Yes, people comment on them. Yes, they may be judging me (especially the ones who scowl - what are they so afraid of in themselves?) I do it for the interaction, for the connection - not for the catcalls, which I ignore - but for the shared smiles, and because there's someone there who wishes they could be more connected to the people they see and don't know how. I make a space for that, and I make it happen for myself because I was one of those people out there, afraid and wanting to be bold. Invite, inspire, live the life you want to be living. Anything is possible. Make it happen.
And hug the girl in a tutu and tiara. She loves hugs.
Yes, I wear a tutu and tiara in public. Yes, people comment on them. Yes, they may be judging me (especially the ones who scowl - what are they so afraid of in themselves?) I do it for the interaction, for the connection - not for the catcalls, which I ignore - but for the shared smiles, and because there's someone there who wishes they could be more connected to the people they see and don't know how. I make a space for that, and I make it happen for myself because I was one of those people out there, afraid and wanting to be bold. Invite, inspire, live the life you want to be living. Anything is possible. Make it happen.
And hug the girl in a tutu and tiara. She loves hugs.