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I bought a pair of Bermuda shorts today.

I'm very happy with them.

One problem.

They need to be taken in at the waist.

I'm a bit put out because of it. I didn't have to do that with the Cargo shorts I bought last year, but meh.

The thing is, before I settled on those shorts I looked through the women's selections that they had at the store and honestly, I don't understand why the shorts need to be so low so as to show off our pubic hair.

I have nothing against Hot Pants or Daisy Dukes, but the waist line does not have to start and end at the lower hip!

So I immediately axed that selection and went straight to the men's section. What really grinds my gears is also the size differentiation. Obviously I'm putting on shorts made for a thin man or a teenager, but the women's are all in sized which my ass would bust out of, even if it was my size and I'm a size 38 (that's Eurpean sizes and dudes, that is not in any way big - despite the psychosis that plagues many of us about how big or small we actually are) and they were all so tight.

Of course, that's not what really bothered me.

My mom came with me and she said: "You have a feminine figure, men's clothing will never look good on you".

I smiled ruefully. I'm not the greatest of fashionistas, of this I'm aware. I'm very lazy and don't actually enjoy shopping for clothes, it's always a little humiliating.

My feminine figure, which has recently become more accentuated because I dropped about 10kg over the past year, for which I've received nothing but compliments, of course. My hair is also long enough to be pulled into a pony tail with makes my cheek bones much more noticeable.
Weight loss doesn't freak me out like it used to (still a little associative with the second Lebanon War in which I dropped about 10kg in a month) but being scrutinised by shop workers and my mom kind of freaks me out.

Men's clothing will never look good on me. I never really tried the whole men's clothes thing, but in October there's going to be a Dress-Up and a birthday party, so maybe I'll try it out. I'll have to ask my Drag King friends to help me, because dude, I do not know how to do this sort of thing with long hair.

Gender performance is hard.
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January 2020

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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