Unfairly stigmatizedFebruary 17, 2010 at 1:08 PM | Posted in As A Man, Hear me ROAR! | 8 Comments
I wear them. Have been an avid fan since I was able to but them with money I earned. What makes them different than any other stocking with a pattern? I even wear them to work with knee-length skirt and longer. I think they are absolutely fine to wear. Anywhere.
I do it. You do it. What the f*$@ is the problem?
As I’ve said before here, “singledom” is not a sickness, condition, or disease. Sometimes it is a choice, it is a lifestyle, it can even be a way of thinking. I call it the joie de vivre. What makes a person in a relationship more happy than me? Get over it already.
5 inch heels
I love heels. I love love LOVE them. Why? Many reasons, but it seems like anytime I wear my customary 5 inches I’m met with gasps and agape mouths and the culprits are mostly women. “How can you walk in those?” they exclaim. One foot in front of the other. Genius.
Bright lipstick during daylight hours
Last year I got a kick ass pink lipstick. The saleslady at MAC did a number on my “quick trip to grab concealer” per usual. She applied the lipstick in the store and I kept it on because I loved it so. A woman passed me on the street and exclaimed “You look like spring!” I giggled. I told my best friend, she exclaimed, “You wear lipstick during the day?” My response “When are you supposed to wear lipstick?” Or do anything else for that matter. Is there a time you’re supposed to do anything? Guess I’m a rebel.
This is an ongoing debate. What’s wrong with eating bacon? It’s delish. My dear friend, J. Rainford is in agreeance in rejecting its rejection.