Day 3: Hair Styles vs. Games
Since my marriage fell apart I have attempted to style my
hair every single day. I say “attempt”
because my hair is still mostly big, glittering, and unruly but not for lack of
hot irons and smeared goop.
Forfeiting my Girl
Card
I know that I am not an unfortunate looking woman. However, I have never been a girly-girl. I do not enjoy shopping and do not feel like
its necessary to purchase special occasion attire annually: I have a good
LBD. I do not own a cache of smelly
lotions and perfumes. I do not
coordinate things like make-up, accessories, or jewelry for occasions or
seasons. I like the color black because
you can wear it all year round. If I
have a special occasion I have to watch youtube tutorials for how to apply
make-up and eyeliner or just pay someone to do it for me. My mother-in-law helps with the girl-ifcation
process and is in many ways my own personal shopper. I am compelled to mention her during this
post and give her credit, because if you are pleased by my appearance you should
know she has bought the majority of the make-up, purses, and jewelry I
own.
I spend my spare time watching Hulu, reading books, doing
yoga, and now a lot of time (gasp) playing games. But now that I am having relationship troubles
I feel like the fact that I am a semi-attractive geek is not enough. Society and culture condition us to believe
that if things go wrong it is probably because we aren’t pretty enough. And I did not write this blog post fishing
for validation, praise, or compliments (comments are completely un-necessary). I wrote it because it is not fair that women
are made to feel shitty about themselves when we do not have a Sephora
card. Even in the midst of how crappy I
feel about myself, I have resisted going into the make-up mecca because of my
firm belief that if it’s not on Amazon prime I can live without it.
Resolutions
The New Year has amplified the problem, including the
many smart educated women in my life, everyone seems obsessed with looking
better. Not being happy but physically looking
better.
Resolved 2015:
I will daily remind myself that my brain makes me hot.
I will continue to not go to Sephora.
I will spend more time gaming than primping (FYI grooming
aka showers is not primp).
Tropes
I wrote about in my masters thesis a topic that has been popularized
by Anita Sarkeesian that gaming tropes are not helping women. Side note: I am totally geeking out about Joss and Anita hanging out and talking patriarchy. As a geek I think that I am immune from
social standards of beauty but that’s a big ole’ lie. Booth babes, hypersexualized female game
characters, and young attractive gaming journalists continue to make women geeks feel like shit. I am writing this post because I don’t want to
save my relationship by looking more like Christie Monteiro, Chun Li, or Lara Croft. Instead, I am just going to keep being an awesome professor with hermoine hair, non-trope curves, and a ginormous brain.
Beauty Rant Ended Some Other
Stuff About Playing Games
Playing:
Diablo 3
System:
PS4
Developer:
Blizzard
Reflection:
Last night was my best friends birthdays so after a yoga class I joined her
at a local gastro pub for a night out.
After I got home the kids were asleep and lunches were packed so I
picked up my controller and played Diablo 3.
The bad news is that when you have had a margarita sometimes you run up
to your party members thinking they are enemies in game. The good news is that I leveled up twice,
looted some new gear, and took the lead on teleportation.
We
decided yesterday that my husband should do some guest blogging. We will ease into that with an interview
format and maybe he will build up to actually contributing his own
reflections. Overall, it might be good
to have more than a one sided conversation with the internet.
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