W and I get into a bit of a disagreement yesterday.
She was just joking around. It was one of those when in Rome things.
And this butch blew things out of proportion with having some glitter tossed in her direction.
I told W that I think of glitter and sparkly things as feminine.
She was like chill, dude, it’s just faerie dust. It doesn’t have a gender.
Which got me thinking about objects and gender. For sure, things don’t have genders.
But in my mind, certain things do:
- Glitter (female)
- The color pink (female — except on something very masculine like a necktie)
- Purses (female — c’mon, they’re like vaginas with a strap)
- Man purses (still female)
- Crying (female)
- The word “pretty” (female)
I don’t know if it’s because I was told growing up that there are boy things and girl things. My brother was a boy so he mowed the grass. I cooked dinner. Drum lessons were for boys so I ended up playing the flute. There is nothing sadder than a butch lesbian playing the flute when she yearns to play the drums.
In my list, I had intended on including female and male things. I see I only listed those items that I associate with femininity and find unappealing.
I wonder if it is overcompensation for not being able to be me for so many years. A rebellion of some sort that came 30-some years too late.
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What about you? Do you think of things in boy/girl terms?