HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA!!!!!!!
Or, more specifically, why doncha ever dress…girlie?
Okay, sure enough, I don’t as a general rule. I don’t were skirts often, dresses hardly ever, make up too much, so on, so forth. I like being comfortable; and IMHO comfortable generally means cargo pants/bdu’s, tank tops, sweat shirt over said tank top in winter, boots, comfortable thick socks, and the kinda underwear you find in sporting goods. That’s comfortable. Girlie stuff? Not so much. And I do get razzed about it…from people actually making my end of a loosing bet to dressing “like a girl” to folk saying on special occassions it would mean a lot to them if I busted out with the girl-ness to even actually daring me to do it…
…and this is not even to say I do not have some nice- yet not overtly girlie clothes, because I do. I have what one might call ‘business casual’ attire- slacks, button down shirts, flat shoes- and I have been known, when it is necessary, to wear them. But still, I get the girlie requests. Well see, last eve, I had reason to dress nice, and girlie even. I got a last minute free ticket to go see a concert at the Kennedy Center…which to me screams “dress up, it’s the freakin’ Kennedy Center!” So I did. I put on the one winter sorta dress I have, hose, heels, did my hair, put on makeup, girlie underwear, the whole deal…and I prolly even looked nice.
And I was as uncomfortable as hell the whole time. Clue here: Pantyhose are NOT comfortable. To me, full make up is NOT comfortable- it feels itchy and heavy on my face- and I even use pretty expensive makeup. Mascara flips my shit out, as does lipstick (I feel like I have jelly on my lips). My hair is LONG, for me to do anything with it? It takes an hour. Heels hurt my feet and at this point, not so good for my back. Underwire bra’s suck. Lacey other underthings itch. Dresses? Even winter ones? A little drafty in winter. AND I was way more dressed up than anyone else there, cept maybe the musicians…
And I was uncomfortable, so much so, it kinda detracted from enjoying the concert…and when I got home, I flew into the house, scrubbed my face…twice…brushed out my hair and pulled it up, peeled off all that girlie wow why dont you ever wear shit faster than light and immediately jumped into my usual comfortable clothes and was…happy.
That’s why I don’t dress up or get girlie. It SUCKS. Its uncomfortable, and its Not Me. It may look nice, but it feels bad….and also, you know, as an ex-stripper, I have HAD my fill of HAVING to wear make up, high heels, and sexy underwear in my life, thanks. It was manditory working attire for me for long enough, and I am offically Off Duty.
Are there gonna be times when I HAVE to do it? Probably. Other than those? I am not of the mind to ever do it again…so people need to stop askin’!
Man, some of us just love to step in it…
Posted: December 15, 2011 in Blogging, Humans, The Hardline According to Rennah, it ain’t another dog poo post….
Okay, so Hugo writes something over at Good Man Project. Ren reads (I can read you know! I can also annoyingly refer to myself in the third person!) I think he kinda over does it, cause frankly, I’ve never found someone saying “hey” to me on the street- even if they are male- akin to a rape threat or harassment, but I’ve never been raped. Some fella following me for a block being creepy? Totally different…but you know, that’s not a daily occurrence, saying “hello” is. Anyway, discussion ensues, some of it laughable, and since I went to bed early then woke up like two hours later and wasn’t able to fall back asleep, I laughed…
But yeah, I then prolly stepped in it in the comments too because I apparently failed PC101. I just can’t help myself sometimes, it happens. But see, I am sorta of the mind that if someone has been harmed in some way by a person who is in some way other, be it a woman who was raped by a man or a person who was mugged or otherwise harmed by a person of another race….its natural to assume for awhile, they just might be paranoid/afraid of/ made nervous by…well, folk similar to the person who harmed them, even if those similar folk had nothing to do with it. I think that is something that logic and rationale aside happens. Fear is a powerful and fucked up thing…and assuming it only applies in some cases, like a woman being afraid, ect., around or of men, plural, after being assaulted by one of them is just…asinine.
For instance, and I will admit it outright, once upon a time I was physically assaulted by a male person who was a different race than me. Not sexually, not even very successfully, but yeah, assaulted. And there for awhile afterwards, because the incident was scary for me, well, folk who looked like/reminded me of this guy made me nervous and I was afraid of/cautious around them. Was that their fault? Hell no, they weren’t the guy! But still…its how it was for me for a while after the incident. That knee jerk fear of folk who reminded me of that guy went away, but gee, you know, I did have it there for a bit.
Was it wrong of me to feel like that? Well, logically and rationally, it prolly was…after all, I was reacting oddly/paranoid of folk who had done nothing to me for reasons as simple and beyond their control as a resemblance to someone who had wronged me. But fear and such are not logical, rational things….and saying in some cases (woman who was raped by man) its okay and justified and in other cases (person mugged/harmed by person of another race) it isn’t…
Well, I call bullshit…PC or not.
Guess I need to go clean my boots.
Me too, headed down to FL…less chance of snow there! Hahahaha!
or, well, that I have learned in my 40 years on this planet….
The Denver Broncos actually are trying to kill all their fans via OT inspired cardiac arrest….
“My Name is Earl” really is pretty funny…
Some chicks dig .45′s
It is entirely possible to sew up annoying heavily bleeding wounds with a bent needle and dental floss!
You can in fact relocate a shoulder with a doorjam or a tree
Never, ever, ever say “What else could go wrong?”
The NRA’s Christmas cards really are kinda pretty
You can find the same flannel shirt that LL Bean sells for 60$ for 20$ at WalMart
You can spend a whole sunny month planning a camping trip, and the second you try to set your tent up, it will start raining
Cats don’t have owners, they are the owners
If MN had nicer weather, it would be FL, and I would never wish that on MN
Spanish may be the second non official language of the US, except in my neighborhood, where it is Korean
and…
I’d prolly have less headaches if I chopped off my hair, seriously, I think its on steroids…
…or…
Ren Declares War on Her Dog Owning Neighbors….
Dear Neighbors who own Dogs-
I watch you, you know. When I have reason to be outside and y’all are out there walking your dogs, I watch. Because see, I know cause we got no big yards in this area, you are out there walking them so they can do their business. I also know in this county it is flat out illegal to not clean up after ‘em when they do their business. And see, I have no dog, so those of you who do not obey the law and allow yer dogs to just do their thing anywhere and do not clean up after ‘em? That pisses me off something fierce. So sure enough, I keep an eye out. I look to see if you got yer plastic baggies or pooper scoop contraptions and if you do in fact obey the law and actually take on the responsibilities of the pet you decided to get. As of yet, I have not caught a single one of ya failing to do so…yet I know some of you are, when I am not watching. How do I know this? Because for someone who has no dog, I sure seem to end up with a lot of dog shit in my front yard….as do my non-dog owning neighbors- and I seem to see a lot of it in public areas…like in front of the mailboxes down the street…like the pile of some selfish, arrogant, inconsiderate jackwagons dog’s shit I stepped in yesterday while running down to get my mail in a damn downpour…which made it so I wasn’t really lookin’ like I usually do because hey, I am apparently surrounded by selfish, arrogant, inconsiderate jackwagon dog owners. Now see, as a person who does not own a dog, or even for people who are good dog owners and obey the law, I gotta say not only am I sick of yer pets mess, I am real fuckin’ sick of you. None of us- yer neighbors- deserve to have to clean up after your pets, or should have to put up with both your pets shit and your shit in common areas of the neighborhood. Kids play out there, you know. People gotta get their mail, you know. Folk go for walks and runs out there you know….so what makes you so fuckin’ special that you get a pass on cleaning up after an animal you took on and took responsibility for and the rest of us just get to…step in it?
Now I have promised folk no shooting. I will not empty an AK into your car, however, if I ever find out who you are and you happen to oh, leave your car open while YOU run to the mailbox, or have the window down on a hot, muggy, VA summer day, I just might empty my cat’s box into yer vehicle- clumping litter and all- because I think it would only be justified and karma levelling for YOU to have to sit in, smell, and clean up shit for a change… after all, apparently you really need the fuckin’ practice.
And as a side note, is it really smart to get between your seemingly stays to herself, quiet, nice but rarely leaves the house without a huge firearm case neighbor and the mailbox where her important things like bills, NFL merchandise and montly copy of “American Rifleman” arrive? Really?
Heh, I will find you, and the first time you leave yer car open, its on, peckerwoods!
Or no, because well, yer Right…
Check this out. Now granted, personally I am neither an Occupy Type or a Tea Partier, but Come On….some shit just ain’t fair now is it??? Should not BOTH groups get equal treatment? I would THINK SO!
