I don’t do tea in teacups. Or the Jane Austen film adaption marathons. Or the English-accents-for-boys. . .thing. Nor do I eat macaroons and cupcakes. I don’t wear a lot of makeup. Or jewelry. I don’t spend my money at the mall. Vintage is not my clothes style. I don’t wear lace. I don’t put bows in my curls. There is nothing wrong with these–I just don’t do them.
I’m more of a tom-boy. I’m a tougher, gritter type girl.
I wear graphic T’s. Old sneakers are something I wear everywhere except church. Star Wars and Marvel are classified under ‘boys stuff’ and they’re two things I enjoy the most. I enjoy playing freeze tag, capture the flag, and playing Officer Percival for Cops and Robbers. I don’t mind dirt. I like seeing things being blown up. Army movies like Patton, Sergent York and D-Day are inspiring to me. I love to lightsaber fight with my sister and the Boys. I would go to a shooting range over a tea party any day!
I’m enjoy doing things that people might thing was more for boys. Yet, a I love being a girl. I would never trade the preciousness of being feminine for the world. Being a woman is the way God made me; I love being a girl, I love the role which God has made for women, even if I don’t do the sterotypical ‘girl’ things.
I look forward to being someone’s wife and someone’s mother. I wear long skirts everyday. And I work and play in those long skirts too. I like to look nice; a little mascara is perfect for parties or going out. I enjoy sewing clothes, crocheting blankets and cooking meals. I appreciate it every time a guy holds open the door for me, or even just steps to the side to let me walk in first. I like flipping my hair up with a pin and painting my nails every once and awhile.
I’m a tom-boy who wear’s skirts and mascara. I’m a young lady who wears Star Wars shirts and enjoy’s war movies. I don’t want to be a boy; I just happen to enjoy things are usually thought as ‘boyish’. I’m me and I don’t want to conform to any worldly voices who say I need to act in certain ways.
It’s called being a feminine warrior. 🙂 Are you one, too?