So, I’ve been thinking about that revelation that I may still be a tomboy, that I wrote about yesterday.
Today I had the opportunity of getting my hands dirty working on my motorcycle, but I watched my guy friend do the work instead. I talked about it with him, how I have no interest in doing mechanical stuff.
After he got it fixed and put back together I road it home, took a shower because it had been hot in his garage and then promptly put on a light summer skirt and fluffy top, slipped on my crocs dress shoes and took my car to the car wash.
I read the definition of a tomboy…..and maybe I’m somewhere in-between instead. I only meet some of the requirements according to this definition.
A girl who’s not fucking afraid of spiders. She doesn’t care if her hair’s
not perfect, she uses cozy clothes (bras especially) rather than the latest fashion and she hangs out with boys instead of bitches. She knows how to fix your car but not how to apply the perfect eyeliner, she loves wrestling in the rain but not walking in high heels. She thinks twice before putting a skirt on, then thinks again and goes for jeans instead. Her closet’s
full of black and blue
clothes instead of pink and she sleeps in an old t-shirt. She’s always herself.
“I’m a straight girl with messy hair and a funny sense of humor. I ride a black motorcycle
, I love climbing
and kick boxing
and I’m probably better at card tricks than you. I’m a tomboy.”
Well let’s see…..I’m very afraid of spiders, but have learned to not scream like a little girl about it. My hair is never perfect. I don’t do hair products or heating elements on it. Usually it’s ‘wash/scrunch and go’. I just spent the last 2 days working on my bike with a guy friend. But, I also spend time with some of my gal friends. I know how to hang out with guys more-so than girls though. I have no interest in learning how to fix a car/bike, and i still don’t know how to do eye liner correctly especially the liquid kind. I haven’t been wrestling in the rain since I was a kid, but did have a good wrestling match with a hot guy friend a couple of weekends ago. Does that count? I hate high heels. I do like to wear skirts, especially if I’m feeling naughty. I’m enjoying wearing jeans again. Guilty. My closet is mostly black and purple (not blue) and I really don’t like pink at all. I’ve slept in old t-shirts for years.
As for the quote, I only match part of that as well.
I’m not straight, I’m bi (or pan). I usually have messy hair though I’m not sure anyone finds me humorous. Yes, I ride a black motorcycle. Though I would paint it purple if given the chance…..maybe….the black has grown on me. I would climb if I was strong enough, and would love to try kick boxing. I haven’t tried doing card tricks before.
So, am I a tomboy? Hmmmmm…..I’m definitely not femme.