Boys, girls or what?

[datahawk]

I’m thinking over a conversation a friend and I are having in Twitter about underwear, panties specifically. The comment was made to me that at least I’m the ‘correct’ gender for my obsessive collection of panties. I realized I don’t subscribe to that notion. Girls can wear boys clothes with little question made of them, however a boy wears girls

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[quasiskunk]

Heh...guess I'm weird then >.> I like how they feel on me...and RC like me to wear them...sometimes *g*

But, as for you, yer totally weird...which is why we love ya :)

[mwakolion]

Well, I actually meant that as more of a jesting poke at myself than anything about you or others.

Part of the problem for me is that I grew up with clearly defined gender roles and was given a clearly defined gender identity. Looking back, it's part of what caused me problems as a teenager. It's taken years for me to break down the barriers that I had built up around my gender identity.

I have a much different view of gender now, but I still live in a world where most people don't. And even though I am surrounded by friends that accept me for who I am, I still feel the pressure around me to conform to the traditional gender role/identity, even when I don't like it.

So while I do my best to accept myself for how I am, it's sometimes hard to feel like I'm allowed to do so.

[stormdog]

I'm amused. I almost commented on your post about panties saying that I need some more too

[enveri]

I partly disagree regarding tomboys growing out of it- I'm sure some girls put aside the men's clothes due to societal constraints, but I don't think all do.

I have spent the bulk of my life dressing as a tomboy. I'm starting to wear more and more 'girly' clothes because I like the way they make me feel, not because I feel I have to. :)

I grew up in a very religious, conservative environment. So it may be that I'm just subconsciously programmed to want to be girly, but.. I choose to believe that it's my own choice. :)

[stormdog]

*nods* Obivously I can't speak for other peoples' experiences, but I grew up hating team sports. I had no interest whatsoever in watching or playing them because the culture surrounding them was unrelentingly negative.

When I played in a softball game that Stevie organized ten years or so ago, I was amazed. It was the first time I'd ever actually enjoyed playing in a team sport. I still don't have any interest in watching them and I find a lot of aspects of the large-scale culture that surrounds them very puzzling. But I can appreciate the small-scale experience of doing something physical and fun with people you know.

[lisagems]

Unfortunately, your experience with wearing more masculine clothes is not everyones. I got tons of crap for wearing jeans and flannel shirts through Jr. High and my freshman year. I still see articles about school discriminating against girls who prefer to wear "boys' clothes", down to refusing to add a picture of a girl wearing a tux, instead of a dress, in the yearbook or refusing to let girls wear tuxedos to prom. To this day, while I have plenty of dressy dress things, I'm still more comfortable in masculine clothes. I'm still more tomboy than girly girl and I still hear about it from various people. I just don't much care

[stormdog]

You make a very good point there about discouragement of "male" wear for girls. I guess I was thinking in the much more limited scope of workplace attire.

[stormdog]

And I'm showing a bias there again. Specifically, I mean in professional, white collar workplace attire. ('Cause that's the only place where real work gets done, right? *I can't even type that with a straight face.*)

[awfulhorrid]

Yeah, I have also have a hard time with the idea of there being a correct gender for ... well, anything really. (Setting aside, at least for now, the limitation on carrying a fetus to term, although that one won't last more than a few more decades.)

I'm about to place an order for some nice lacy lingerie for myself, including a garter belt and matching pair of ruffled panties. This may give a bit of an insight into how I feel about how I'm 'supposed' to dress, although I'll admit a bit of perverse satisfaction on fucking with that idea on purpose.

Anyway, I call you 'friend.'