Sorry, happily married. 
But I’m flattered…
[lurking]I’m amazed at the responses. Very interesting and informative for an old straight male like me. As we used to say “Whatever floats your boat!” 
[sup]Good luck, Senen![/sup][/lurking]
I can be a girl, 'cause I can do simple makeup (it just takes about 5 minutes) and my hair doesn’t look like a rat’s nest, but I draw the line at high heels and pantyhose. I hate both. When I have to dress up, I try to find a longish dress or skirt and then wear knee-high pantyhose. In the summer, I wear sandals with skirts and dresses. No pantyhose! No high heels!
I’m with FairyChatMom and UrbanChic on the cussing, though.
I can curse with the best of them. I do know when to turn it off, though - I work with little kids.
Maybe it’s the ‘Bawlmer’ in us, huh? We’re just fucking potty mouths here.
Oops, not FCM. It was Shirley Ujest who’s the other potty mouth.
:o [sup]Seren my bad[/sup]
Nah. I swear so fucking often that I make people’s hair curl. (Like Bibliocat, I turn it off in polite company and in the presence of children. If they’re going to learn to swear, they’re going to learn it from their own mothers, as I did.)
Okay. I am the antithesis of girl. I can’t dress unless I have the grown-up version of Garanimals. I’m not even sure I own makeup, and I quit wearing earrings a few years ago. I do clean up nicely, though, so when I make the effort, I look like a girl.
Robin
Well, I do that anyway.
Not to mention all the great shoes you will be turned on to! And so goes the circle of fashion…
Oh yes.
I am probably about medium-girly. I can be very feminine, but tough, and I can curse like a sailor but only when you get on my bad side.
But I do have lots of nice shoes.
I must protest, though - I also own a good pair of hiking boots.
Yeah, I really do need new and girly shoes. Right now I’m wearing a pair of tennis shoes and grounding straps. Straps are girly, right? = )
I do have major problems walking in heels, so I’ll have to work on that. Heck, I even trip when I’m wearing flat shoes. I do fine in rollerskates though… Maybe I’ll just wear those all the time. 
Ok, I thought I was as girly as I needed to be, but what the hell are those strap things about? Grounding straps? Do you need insulating from stray bolts of lightning? 
I’m an electrical engineer and recently I’ve been working in the lab on computer parts. Since static is really really bad and can easily short out the smaller components, we have to wear grounding straps to prevent static discharges. I wanna wear these things all the time now. I never get shocked opening a car door, touching doorknobs, etc. It’s great!
Get some flip-flops! They’re cheap (well, at least some are), easy to put on and take off (though I can’t run in them, and I’ve heard that you can’t ride a bike while wearing them), and you can find girly ones with flowers or sparkly decorations. They are also good for showing off painted toenails, if you decide to go that route.
Find out if your lab allows open-toe shoes first, though. When I used to be a sys admin, part of my job involved moving computers and monitors, and open-toe shoes were discouraged.
Huh. I decided to quit trying to be a girl a long while ago; I was failing miserably at it. Everyone knew I was a tomboy and it is apparent that I am missing the gene that carries the ability to apply make-up, do hair, wear dressy clothes and shoes…all that stuff.
I quit carrying a purse about 15 years ago; wallet in the back pocket, keys in the front pocket and I’m ready to go. I quit wearing makeup 12 years ago and at the same time decided to just let my hair be long so I don’t have to mess with it. I quit shaving my legs when mr.stretch said he didn’t care. (I still shave my pits because I find armpit hair nasty on anyone; I wish I could convince everybody–including men–to shave their pits).
I last wore a skirt 10 years ago to my aunt’s wedding because she insisted; I didn’t wear a dress when I got married 3 weeks later (not that we had a wedding or anything; we both wore shorts and got married at The Hitchin’ Post in Coure d’Alene, Idaho–directly across from the Kootenai County Courthouse, which is/was open on Saturday mornings just to issue marriage licenses).
Thankfully, my current job allows me to dress the way I like–T-shirts and jeans every day. Not that my co-workers don’t still occasionally engage in some light-hearted ribbing at my expense–several people have commented that they’ve never seen me in a dress and wonder how many T-shirts I must own (about 30 work t-shirts, about 25 non-work T-shirts; I currently only have two pairs of work jeans).
I only own seven pairs of shoes: three pairs of Birkenstocks (one pair for work, one for hanging at the river with the dogs, one for working outside in my lawn), one pair of sneakers (for mowing the lawn), one pair of all-weather slip-on mocs for the winter (and I still usually wear my Birks), a pair of boots for snow shoveling, and my interview Keds (hey, they’re black and I got my current job, didn’t I?). I don’t think that’s enough shoes to qualify me for girlhood.
And the swearing thing, too–I swear like the loggers I grew up with. I have corrupted more than one co-worker with a formerly somewhat clean mouth. You would not believe the people who have potty mouths once they realize they won’t offend you with the occasional “What a shithead.” Next thing you know, they are dropping F bombs like there’s no tomorrow.
Good luck on your quest to be a girl, Seren. Hope it works out for you.
Yeah, sometimes the girly thing can take a bit of work.
I am female, not super girly, but then neither are my woman friends.
I came of age in the 70’s and we tended to avoid makeup, heels and high maitenance hairstyles. I didn’t wear lipstick until I was 40 years old.
My job is one that does not involve pantyhose, and boy am I glad about that.
I have come to terms with pink, though. I kind of like it.
And I have a zillion pairs of black shoes, each slightly different.
Along with high heels and pantyhose, I also dislike carrying a purse. I have a small flat wallet with just enough slots for what I really need to carry (a little cash, driver’s license, EMT card, debit card, credit card, and health insurance card), and I have only a few keys to carry. Also long as I have my Chapstick in that little front pocket on my jeans, I’m ready to go.
I have several purses that I do use on occassion, but carrying one around all the time bugs me.
My MIL had one of those HUGE purses with slots and pockets and holders for every imaginable item, including the kitchen sink. I could have packed for a weekend in her purse.
[QUOTE=BiblioCat]
I can be a girl, 'cause I can do simple makeup (it just takes about 5 minutes) and my hair doesn’t look like a rat’s nest, but I draw the line at high heels and pantyhose. I hate both. When I have to dress up, I try to find a longish dress or skirt and then wear knee-high pantyhose. In the summer, I wear sandals with skirts and dresses. No pantyhose! No high heels!QUOTE]
What I know about pantyhose: the size charts on the package were written by someone on crack. Some brands I buy a full size larger than recommended, other brands, a size smaller.
With some outfits I can get away with thigh highs, but I cheat. I always buy them in a size large enough that they go all the way up to the panties. They stay up better and you don’t get that thigh bulge where the band digs in. Plus you don’t get the band of knee highs accidently showing.
Mom Purses are the cornerstone of civilization. Personally, I think they’re like the magician’s hat where you reach in and can pull out a snack or some tissues, not a rabbit.
I have a purse! But I notice that people get very shirty about it when I call it that. I actually had someone scream at me “NO! It’s a BAG! Not a purse!” Yikes.
I mean please, it’s a bag I wear on my shoulder that I keep my wallet and small necessaries in. It might not be tiny and jeweltoned with little brass doodads on it, but “purse” precisely describes its function.
Anyway, it’s very useful. I much prefer keeping all my stuff in there than in my pockets.
I can’t stand purses, make up, pantyhose (just the WORD pantyhose makes me shudder), skirts, dresses, long hair… I only wear my engagement ring and my semi-permanent jewelry.
I’m the ultimate tomboy.
(I own four pairs of shoes: work Vans, play sneakers, dress doc martens and softball cleats)
You… you wear knee-high pantyhose?! :eek:
Knee-highs work for me, but not the panty part. 