Tess should be proud; I'm having fun with my gender

[cosmolinguist]

I went over to Jenn's and we talked a little. She picked up her curling iron--which was either on or near her desk, because that's where it goes when you're Jenn and you live in a dorm--and told me she has to do something to some girl's hair for a scene she's acting in. She's been told to "do something different" to the girl's hair, and apparently this girl has really short hair. Jenn does not have short hair. Guess who does, though.

She sat me down in her desk chair and tried curling my hair. I warned her it doesn't much like to be curled, but of course a sufficient amount of hairspray and gel will subvert the will of any strand of hair. That just made my hair look fluffy, though. She put it in a couple of little pigtails, which looked cute and girly and silly ... in other words, completely hilarious on me. She got more elaborate, saying she should twist it all up and put bobby pins in it to make it stay that way. This is how people make ringlets, really, but my hair isn't good for ringlets. We took a couple bits out of the bobby pins and could tell I'd have some horrible, fluffy afro-looking head explosion going on if we tried that, so she left it all twisted in little knots on my head.

(I smell really good now, because there's a ton of hairspray on my head, and it's Herbal Essences hairspray so it has a more pleasing scent than most hairsprays.)

We were surprised by how much we liked this, and she kept saying I looked cute, that she should take a picture or something. By this time, she had to go to class, but she told me "You look all cool now; you should dress up or something."

I looked down at my clothes--the new corduroys, my favorite tank top, and a button-down shirt over it. "I'm wearing two shirts, this is as dressed up as I get," I said.

"Oh come on," she said. "Wear your skirt or something."

"I only have two," I pointed out. "And they're dirty." (I really should do laundry. Soon.)

So she gave me one of hers, this cute denim skirt that's about mid-calf on me, which probably means it goes to her knees. And suddenly the orange tank top isn't good enough any more; she gave me a blue and green striped one--she said she was trying to match my shoes.

And I must say I feel cool and fun now, even though no one will see it. (And even though my legs are funny looking.)

Comments

[skarphedinn.livejournal.com]

I have funny looking legs too but black tights do help a great deal.

[uclacorey.livejournal.com]

black tights do wonders on my legs as well...oh wait!

please tell me you're subject line refers to Tess of the D'Urbevilles!

[cosmolinguist]

I, actually, have no idea who Tess of the D'Urbevilles is. I mean, I've heard of the book (I'm an English major, we're like that) but that's about all. I was only saying that because I have a specific friend named Tess who always tells me I don't have enough fun being a girl.

[soltice.livejournal.com]

The irony, the hideous, hideous irony...

[uclacorey.livejournal.com]

that's one of my favorite books, so it would have been cool, but no worries; it worked either way =)

speaking of english majors, i can't believe I used 'you're' instead of 'your'--Ah!

[cosmolinguist]

I must admit, I noticed the faux pas ... but I can't help it; that kind of thing seems to be hard-wired into my brain. I wouldn't say anything, of course, because I have a lot of friends who butcher the language (cheerfully, even intentionally). And I catch myself allowing the most ridiculous and terrible errors to escape my notice and end up on the Internet.

... and the trouble with these comments is that you can't go back and edit them!

[cosmolinguist]

Your icon is so cool.

[soltice.livejournal.com]

Awww, you should have taken a picture...

[cosmolinguist]

I would take a picture, except there's no film in my camera.

[soltice.livejournal.com]

That's not an excuse, Pamida should still be open and it's not that far of a walk...

[cosmolinguist]

How about (a) I have no money; I had to buy pants this weekend but I didn't want to because it's most of the money in my checking account, and (b) I still owe somebody two hundred thirty dollars and one cent, which is more than I get on each paycheck.

In other words, my camera has not had film in it in a couple of months. :-)

[soltice.livejournal.com]

Okay, that's an excuse. But the next time Jenn fixes your hair, promise that you'll find a way to send a picture.

[cosmolinguist]

I think it's cool that anybody would be interested enough to actually want to see one. So yes, I will try to do that if I look pretty again.

Once again I catch myself thinking it'd be kind of cool to have a digital camera ... even if that's more expensive and complicated, really. And then I'd just want to learn how to do things to the pictures ... and it's all a downward spiral from there.