Character is not built upon alcohol intake or the submission to social pressure. I’ve been told, at least, that it’s more about “doing you,” and if that you would like to get your sleepy ass to bed, then that you should do.
Society has built up a problematic narrative where the ideal woman acts in a very particular way: she doesn’t care about superficial things (make-up, fashion), yet always manages to look and feel perfect despite that. Call it Jennifer Lawrence syndrome, if you will.
A recent post on Man Repeller declares that belly buttons are the new nipples on the scale of shock-worthy body embellishments to reveal in public. While that may be the case for your average woman, it was laughable to me, because guess what? I don’t even have a belly button.
A bad date gets me thinking about the inner-war between the outfits we truly like to wear versus the outfits we sometimes feel we should wear.
Why friends who get pumped up by things that you initially could care less about are–in my book (see: that of Jess, rather than Job)–the best friends to surround yourself with.
Trying to assign one lifestyle or worldview to an entire generation of people is bound to be faulty, but EliteDaily really wins the award for hitting the ball farthest out of the park. Actually, I’m not even sure they’re starting in the park—they’re somewhere far outside it, seemingly locked in the basements of their college frat house (a land where tales of Taylor Swift’s de-virginizer moonlight as worthwhile news).
The crux of it, in my opinion, is your knowing and proclaiming what you genuinely value and enjoy, rather than fashioning those traits around other people’s expectations.
There’s a problematic myth in society that simply because you’re a “nice” guy, you deserve rewards (usually in the form of sexual favors). When those rewards aren’t provided, we as women often get girlfriendzoned.
I may not know what a snap or the concept of downs is, but I do know that our football fanaticism has a pretty ugly underbelly. Let’s discuss!