I grew up one contradictory little kid. On one hand, I was (and still am) obsessed with ballet. On the other, I collected bugs. I played dress up and then turned around to play video games. I watched Beauty and the Beast and then turned it off to watch Batman. I waved a wand and brandished a lightsaber.
Yeah, I had a brother, and although my mom did a pretty good job at keeping my femininity intact, I confess that the tomboy in me prevailed far more than the girly-girl. I lived outside, relished the dirt, and explored everything. Running with the guys wasn’t just something I did — it was something I liked. Gossiping with girlfriends seemed boring and talking on the phone stupid. Manhunt, bonfires, camping, basketball, cliff jumping, lasertag, bike riding, fireworks, getting into a little trouble…that made sense. That was the stuff I remembered.
So today, while I may dance and wear makeup, I’m still known as the tomboy of the group. I have some close girlfriends (and they are love), but I get along with my guy friends much better (because they are awesome). Rollercoasters, rock concerts, X-games, Guitar Hero, monster truck shows, Rolling Stones, Monty Python…and less talking. Discussing feelings, celebrities, or friend behavior is out. I never was any good at that stuff anyway.
Testosterone-Marketed Items I ♥:
Lords of Dogtown – Best movie ever
Monster Jeep – No road? No problem.
Burritos – Mierda, son bueno.
Video Games – Addicting but worth it.
Aerosmith – Oh, just go listen already.
Law School – If I hadn’t taken the woefully unstable path of professional ballet, this is undoubtedly where I”d be.