On being a "girly" girl

I was never a 'girly' girl. Papa believed that his daughters should be exposed to the same things as his son. Instead of pink tutu's and ballet slippers, my sister and I had martial arts and competitive swimming. And instead of caring for the fairness of our complexion, my twin and I spent the better part of our lives a dark brown chocolate-y color from all those hours in the pool (sunlight + chlorine = a skin whitening regimen nightmare).

I'm feeling the effects of an unconventional upbringing now. You see, my role in the upcoming opera is that of a vivacious coquette. The way it's being blocked, I do a lot of seductive poses and flirtatious walking. Ideally, that is. My problem is, I'm way too clumsy and uncoordinated. I got told off by our director for moving like a guy. Heck, even gays are more feminine than I! Or so I was told.

It's so bad, I was expressly told to wear a skirt and was forbidden to wear rubber shoes during our rehearsals. Hopefully, it will help me move in a more feminine manner.

I wore a long blue one today, and discovered that wearing a simple skirt can have big effects. For example, I had an easier time crossing the street. Cars actually stop and allow me the right of way in the pedestrian lanes. It's all the more surprising since I'm used to playing cat-and-mouse with vehicles when I'm in my usual get-up (polo, jeans and sneakers). SKIRT POWER!!!

Hehe. Will work on this post another time. I shall be wearing skirts more often, that's for sure. At least until my recital's over.

(tries best to sashay off)