@katespencer’s post about the awesome Kristen Stewart and the hate that gets thrown at her for not being what people want or expect got me thinking.
I was a girl who liked pink. OK, I loved it. Pink outfits, pink bedding, all of it.
It’s probably for the best that the whole “Princess” and “Diva” phenomena didn’t exist when I was a kid. I’m not sure I would have managed to avoid it — or even wanted to.
Sometimes I’d hear an adult describe my awesome childhood best friend as a tomboy. She was more athletic than me. Cooler than me too, I’d like to note.
I was “girly” doing “girly” things like cheerleading, dancing and following godawful hair trends of the late 80s and early 90s.

My parents were pretty traditional then. Mom still has her moments. For example, telling me “ladies don’t drink beer” in the presence of a woman, such as her sister-in-law, actively enjoying a beer. It’s a miracle Mom’s never been punched.
Like this:
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