So apparently Boobquake happened
...and I was unable to participate, because I didn't hear about it in time, and I also don't have boobs. I was bluntly reminded of this when I went to a restaurant last night and I excused myself to use the restroom (something I have come to loathe doing in public places, for reasons which will soon be obvious). First a little girl down there started staring at me like I had three heads. Then she loudly asked her mom why a boy was in the girl's bathroom. Then her mom replied (loudly) "He probably didn't notice, honey." Then later, as I was going back up the stairs to my table, a dad told his kid to get out of "Monsieur's" way. And then he shot me this look of utter... fear? repulsion? confusion? I'm not really sure.
I might add that I was wearing a tight, BRIGHT PINK shirt at the time, with very girly cartoons on it. Even if I was wearing a dress, I'm pretty sure people would still make a scene over it. (Actually, the one time I did wear a dress to class, just see people's reactions, they first completely ignored me- they didn't RECOGNISE me as the same person! And then when I addressed them, I actually made people DROP WHAT THEY WERE HOLDING in shock.)
I find this power both occasionally useful, but more often extremely annoying. I mean, one time I was getting a haircut from someone who didn't realize I was a girl until about 15 minutes into it. Seriously, people. Wake up and smell the androgyny.
AND NOW HERE IS A PICTURE OF MY HOMEGURL:
I feel like making a huge picspam in honor of every androgynous girl who has been bashed/ignored/made fun of by fandom for not looking sexy or girly enough.
For those of you wondering what Boobquake is:
http://www.blaghag.com/2010/04/in-name-of-science-i-offer-my-boobs.html
I might add that I was wearing a tight, BRIGHT PINK shirt at the time, with very girly cartoons on it. Even if I was wearing a dress, I'm pretty sure people would still make a scene over it. (Actually, the one time I did wear a dress to class, just see people's reactions, they first completely ignored me- they didn't RECOGNISE me as the same person! And then when I addressed them, I actually made people DROP WHAT THEY WERE HOLDING in shock.)
I find this power both occasionally useful, but more often extremely annoying. I mean, one time I was getting a haircut from someone who didn't realize I was a girl until about 15 minutes into it. Seriously, people. Wake up and smell the androgyny.
AND NOW HERE IS A PICTURE OF MY HOMEGURL:
I feel like making a huge picspam in honor of every androgynous girl who has been bashed/ignored/made fun of by fandom for not looking sexy or girly enough.
For those of you wondering what Boobquake is:
http://www.blaghag.com/2010/04/in-name-of-science-i-offer-my-boobs.html