rose_griffes (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
rose_griffes) wrote2007-01-03 08:39 am
rose_griffes) wrote2007-01-03 08:39 am
super girly!
I wasn’t going to write in here today, but I found this cool icon! So I had to use it, and write something semi-appropriate.
Icon made by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
smercy, posted here
When I was little I played outside with my brothers and their friends (and one sister, but she’s six years younger, so she couldn’t always join it). We would play tag, kick-the-can, hide-and-seek, etc. I felt like one of the boys. I *never* wore dresses except on Sundays. Even as I got older, I wasn’t into looking girly. In college I rode a bike to classes; when I had access to a car I still hardly ever dressed up. This held true even after changing my major to elementary education. I was surrounded by sorority chick girly-girls, but I kept wearing my jeans. When I started teaching middle-school science, I switched to pants, since jeans weren’t usually allowed. Occasionally I would wear a skirt for some variety. Then, 6 years ago, I switched to teaching languages. My science-teacher excuse for not dressing up was gone. And I discovered… I enjoy being a girly-girl. I wear skirts to work nearly every day, even some Fridays when jeans are allowed. I look for pretty stuff to wear, and I care about accessories (well, at least a little—still haven’t mastered that yet). Life's funny--I would never have guessed that I would become a girly-girl in my thirties.
Icon made by
smercy, posted here When I was little I played outside with my brothers and their friends (and one sister, but she’s six years younger, so she couldn’t always join it). We would play tag, kick-the-can, hide-and-seek, etc. I felt like one of the boys. I *never* wore dresses except on Sundays. Even as I got older, I wasn’t into looking girly. In college I rode a bike to classes; when I had access to a car I still hardly ever dressed up. This held true even after changing my major to elementary education. I was surrounded by sorority chick girly-girls, but I kept wearing my jeans. When I started teaching middle-school science, I switched to pants, since jeans weren’t usually allowed. Occasionally I would wear a skirt for some variety. Then, 6 years ago, I switched to teaching languages. My science-teacher excuse for not dressing up was gone. And I discovered… I enjoy being a girly-girl. I wear skirts to work nearly every day, even some Fridays when jeans are allowed. I look for pretty stuff to wear, and I care about accessories (well, at least a little—still haven’t mastered that yet). Life's funny--I would never have guessed that I would become a girly-girl in my thirties.