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Adult-lite, professional writer/reporter/editor
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This is to all the people out there who believe that bacon is a way of life. This is to all the people out there who like their steaks rare and their beer cold. You would take a punch in the face before someone asked if you could get them a low-sodium beverage, and you like your coffee black - not full of milk and foam and drawn in by a barrista. This is for all the people who don’t check nutritional labels, scoff at herbal tea, and take pride in not giving the mirror a second glance before you walk out the door.
So what do you think I’m going to give you? A cookie?
Nope. I’m here to tell you that you’re no better than people with a salivating appetite for tofu and wine, for whole grains and soy milk. You may consider their lattés pretentious, you may not understand why they spend more time on their hair than you do on your entire head-to-toe look, but you are not better than them. No one is better than anyone based on their likes and hobbies.
And please, please, stop making these preferences a gendered issue. You are no less “manly” for enjoying herbal tea or yoga than you are for enjoying pickup trucks and whiskey. It’s offensive to imply that a person’s status as a man (or a woman) depends on whether or not someone drew in your caffeinated beverage today.