I love to dress up and I'm open to playing around with different styles. However, growing up as a young girl, there were certain clothing type I was never allowed to wear. Clothes like mini dresses or skirts. No trousers, no shorts. Some of these were instructed to my parents by my grandma. This went on until I completed my high school.I was nolonger young. I then went on to be with a guy, who also was very traditional and never wanted me to be in trousers or anything short. He always bought for me very beautiful quality clothes but a size bigger for it to be loose a bit. Oneday, I changed and the rest is me now.
It's 2019, decades later, I still talk of same issue but the difference is nothing people say about my dressing worry me.
The other day I decided to step out in my new bum shorts. Man!, was I looking and feeling great. It was blazing hot. This was a perfect pick. I will never forget the gazes I endured that day. I cannot even talk of secret photos. Ok, this is understandable because perhaps I was more 'hotter' than the Beijing weather itself.
As I went about the day, I saw lots of ladies in similar shorts and no attention or pointing finger or reaction. I asked myself. "Why". My own people will throw spite on anyone in shorts like mine and be Ok with another group of people in same look. Is it culture? Or our bodies are a distraction? Is it because there is a preferred colour to leave skin out and the other forbidden? Can I for once wear what I want and not be judged. The other day I was decently covered with no flesh showing but the dress was body hugging. Oh, my photos trended and not for complements but spite. They took my photo, circled the bums and started sharing. When I saw the photo, I was never shocked. When will a person be free to be who they want to be and wear what they want? Why can't we embrace of bodies without being pointed at? Why should we always be ridiculed and be dictated to as though we have no minds of own. Society has not been so kind.
I was dressed in formal pant suit and very comfortable. I love to keep my hair natural and play around with cuts. Oh, on this hair thing, one guy told me I looked like a Ghana footballer simply because of my hair cut. I just laughed it away. So, imagine a combination of 'Ghana footballer hairstyle' and a formal suit. Yes, your guess is right. I was labelled gay. It made me laugh. Some people were even leaving insulting comments on the photo I took in the suit. Ok, say I'm a gay, should I be insulted. If you don't like something or someone can't one just leave them alone. I will never understand anything but until then, keep doing you and dressing you.
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