I spent most of my early childhood hanging out with the guys. If they were climbing a tree, I would climb higher. If they threw a ball, I would throw it harder. I was and am Monica-Level-Competitive.
I wasn’t a fan of Barbie or dolls, and my Mom couldn’t keep a dress on me if she tried. Although I do remember getting the Barbie motor home as a gift one Christmas. Eventually, I rode it down the street and crashed it into a ditch. A dare from the neighbourhood boys. Challenge accepted, is kind of my motto
Not a lot of the girls in my neighbourhood related to me, nor I to them. Rarely was I invited to a sleepover with the girls and to be honest I didn’t give a shit. More often than not I had a ball game the next day and couldn’t be bothered to play make-up or talk about kissing boys.
Today I am much the same except kissing is super fun. At 42, I have kept my Tomboy mentality. I find myself gravitating to a group of Men before I do a group of Women. I can’t find it in myself to gossip or talk about nail colour trends, it just isn’t in me. I want to tell dirty jokes, gasp talk about sex and sports.
So this is for all my sweat-pant-wearing ball-cap-crushing, t-shirt-sporting sisters, constantly being misunderstood.
I am not a lesbian.
Seriously, call me a lesbian One. More. Time. Just because I like sports, know how to change the oil in my car and am not a fan of jewelry. In no way shape or form does it make me want to perform cunnilingus or fall in love with another woman. And frankly the mere fact you have pigeonholed me will only besmirch the lesbian community altogether. I like stuff that “most” guys like it doesn’t make me gay. Please do not stereotype me, or anyone for that matter.
I enjoy getting dressed up.
Most often you will see me in a pair of jeans, sweatshirt and a ball cap. Please understand that doesn’t mean I am not interested in getting dressed up. I am not as comfortable all-dolled-up as some “High maintenance” women. I loathe fake nails, too much makeup and overdone hair. However, I can still put a dress on and rock a pair of six-inch heels.
Yes, I want love and passion.
Just because I seem bold edgy and untamed does not mean I don’t have a tender and passionate side. I’m also just a girl looking for the same love as any other woman. There will be times I am needy and want a man to take care of me. Not often, but there are times.
I will always have guy friends.
If you are dating me, you need to be aware that I will always have a lot of guy friends. No, I don’t want to bang them they are like brothers to me. That being said, ladies I am also not interested in your man. We. Are. Friends. We were friends before you met and have never had sex. Please don’t worry I am in the friend-zone.
I ain’t’ no one-trick pony.
Okay here is the thing, I like being a Tomboy it makes me happy. Not only do I enjoy throwing a ball as hard ( if not harder ) than some guys. I also like getting a pedicure and having my hair done. You see we don’t all fit into little labeled boxes. So just because this girl will dive head first back into 1st base and get dirty doesn’t mean I don’t like wearing a sweet pair of Jimmy Choo’s.
I raise my beer bottle to all my Tomboy Sisters.
We may not always feel we fit into societies idea of what a “Lady” is but we don’t have to. We are fierce strong and beautiful all on our own. Keep getting dirty, using your potty mouth and showing the world what a girl can do.
Keep-on, keepin’-on girls
Tomboys make the world a much more interesting place!