Friday, February 29th, 2008
things that are perfectly okay to like/dislike.
I was thinking about this today. I have noticed a pattern in my thoughts where I feel guilty if I am not “in the loop” so to speak with the things that women or just people in general should like & dislike. Example: I start to feel like even though I really HATE gossip magazines, that I should try to like them because so many people do. & it really is such a woman thing to do to read trashy magazines. When I think things like this, I usually don’t stop myself; I let the guilt & awkwardness consume me & I feel horrible inside. But today, I finally said enough. & I thought of short, honest list of all the things that I like/dislike & I probably shouldn’t, according to society.
- It is quite alright that I don’t want to have anything to do with getting a Brazilian wax. I never knew that it was so popular until I worked in a spa, but seeing how many women decide to brave hot wax near their most precious asset is beyond me. I tried it for myself, because of peer pressure & curiosity & I am very proud to say that I hated the experience & I will never go through such pain again. A razor is just as well, thank you very much.
- It is perfectly fine that I cannot stand listening to top 40s music. I really have tried, for the sake of staying in the know about mainstream artists. Also because I have endured too much embarrassment when a song comes on the radio & everyone is singing along but me. & while I am getting weird stares they’ll ask if I’ve ever heard of Lil’ Big Daddy Pop (for example) & I respond, “No.” & when their mouths hang open in surprise, I won’t even blink because I am sure Lil’ Big Daddy Pop has never heard of me either.
- I have learned to accept that when it comes to high fashion, I could care less. Truthfully, it is the most boring thing to me to watch stick-thin models walk down a runway in clothes that are only made for the runway. This is not to say that I don’t enjoy making fashion statements; oh, I do. But not in that kind of way. I am learning that casual elegance in an indie, hippy mood suits me just fine. But I really don’t even bother to try to care about these top designers. Not mention that $1,000 for a shirt that just looks like someone spray painted it is ludicrous to me.
- There is nothing wrong with driving your grandmother’s car. Here I am always complaining that my car isn’t cool enough. Well, Lola (my 99′ Camry) is my “whip” & I am totally okay that she has some body damage. There is beauty in imperfection. These crazy looking street racing cars aren’t really that cool, anyway.
- I stick out like a sore thumb, which used to bother me amongst all the bright eyed, long haired blondes that walk around on the California streets. But my shortly cropped black hair compliments me, even if I do look like a boy when I wake up in the morning.
- I adore the fact that I am not into the horrible reality shows & fiction soap operas on television, which is all the rage right now amongst everyone, men, women & children. I’d rather watch an old movie.
Not that I am trying to brag — because I’m not. I just find it interesting that most of society is based on these things: mainstream music, mainstream fashion, mainstream television, mainstream beauty rituals, etc. What an awakening I just got, realizing that I am a lot more old-fashioned than I thought I was. I think this is why I can’t relate to women my age. Thus, the reason I feel like I don’t belong here.
on Friday, February 29th, 2008 at 8:53 am:
I think that’s what happens when you start making choices for yourself, rather than trying to fit in with everyone else because other people “think it’s cool”.
It’s like the sheep effect, bahhhhh.
on Saturday, March 1st, 2008 at 1:22 am:
Hi Ev’Yan, I love your honesty. I feel the same way and detest mainstream. I almost died when you mentioned “Lil’ Big Daddy Pop”. Keep up the good work, I look forward to whats next…
Btw Northern California isn’t so bad when compared to Southern CA and its superficiality. Which part are you from?
on Monday, March 3rd, 2008 at 3:07 am:
I gave up trying to be cool when I was about…8 I think, lol.
Brazillian…ouchie ;)
on Wednesday, March 12th, 2008 at 1:36 am:
I agree with you whole-heartedly on most of these points, although I may be blond haired and blue eyed, I can assure you I don’t have the “ideal” fake boob, little-boy-thin-body-fake-tan thing going on, and that, especially where I live, is pretty different! And it makes me sick thinking of having to listen to top 40 music. My own husband doesn’t even recognize half the music I listen to….I appreciate your honesty and sharing, and here’s to “old-fashioned-ness”!!
on Saturday, September 20th, 2008 at 9:42 am:
the brazillian part made me laugh. I did that under the insistence of my sister and mother so I went in and I yelped so loud that all the vietnamese ladies looked up and rushed to the door. It was painful and I hated it too.
It’s the simple things in life that make it all worthwhile. :) <3!!