When I was a kid, I definitely went through a tomboy stage. Most of my cousins were boys--plus I had 2 brothers. I would spend hours with my cousin playing Hot Wheels or GI Joes. And it was so much fun. But then on the other side of it, I would go home and play with My Little Pony or my Jem dolls. I was honestly happy playing with either. My mom always had me in a cute little kilt or pink dresses for church and special occasions. But I was probably happier in jeans and a t-shirt. But I made it work. Half girly-girl and half tomboy. I really don't think I fully grew out of it.
There are days when I love putting on my makeup, doing my hair, and putting on a cute outfit. I love the color pink, I love a bubble bath with a glass of wine, I love escaping through terrible soaps like General Hospital and Days of our Lives, and I love a good chick flick or tearjerker. I get excited when I am shopping and I see a cute purse, a new perfume or a funky new nail polish.
7 years ago