Don’t Be a Dick Because I Don’t Have One

I’m a pretty bubbly person. I smile, a lot. I also value hard work, and have a very intense grind mode. When I’m in grind mode, just sit back and watch me work.

I have worked in the customer service industry in some form or fashion for over 20 years now. I am just about always having to be “on”. My work ethic has put me in a position, at just about every job I’ve had, to have added responsibility. I thrive in high demand environments.

This all sounds great, right? It is. There is one thing I had to deal with though, and plenty of women are still dealing with it, that no male ever would. Like ever, ever. When I get in my zone, and start getting things done, I’ve got my serious face on. The one where I am ready to dominate whatever tasks lie ahead. There is nothing worse than being in this zone, and having someone come up to you, interrupt your flow, just so they can say, “Hey, why aren’t you smiling??”

“Whaaaaa?! You really interrupted me, for THAT?!”

I get it, people love my smile. (It’s an alright smile.) If you wanna see it, try saying something smile worthy! You would NEVER walk up to any man in any work place, who was clearly amid some form of work, stop his momentum, and ask him why he wasn’t smiling. Never. Don’t even pretend like you would, cause I know you’re lying.

There is still some lingering standard left over from the 1950’s about the role women play in the work force. I had to deal with it mostly when I was in the service industry working at the number of high volume establishments I was employed by. Fortunately, my current job is amazing, and I work with badass adults who just get it. I know there are women out there dealing with this in non-service industry jobs as well. One of my best friends gets it like every other day!

This happens outside of work too. I can be having a regular moment, running errands, or walking through the store, and some stranger will come up and ask… I mean, come on man! Why aren’t YOU walking around with a cheesy ass grin on your face?

If you want to see a woman smile, don’t ask her why she is not smiling, say something nice, or funny, or charming that will put a smile on her face. Trust me, you’ll like the smile you get from that a whole lot more anyway. (;

Strong Women Need Strength (Part 2)

In the last month, I’ve been told by two different women that they would either be scared to date me, or not know what to think of me if they were a guy. One was referring to my physical strength, and the other to my personality. She said my personality would be “confusing.”

This got me thinking. Strong women not only need strength from their men, but from other women too. We should be applauding someone out there achieving their goals, who’s not just focused on finding a husband!

Stop conforming to what the Lost Boys are looking for. They want a girl that either can’t, or won’t challenge them in any way. The “go along with everything, no matter what I may want, or have time for” type of girl. When one girl tells another that she couldn’t date her if she were a guy, it’s just helping those guys, who are trying to skate through life doing as little as possible, with the most amount of ass as possible, expand their terrible dating standards for women.

Who cares if a woman is more focused on her career than what she’s going to wear on her date that night?! Why is it a big deal if she’s not super excited to be going on another first date? I am not gonna get excited about hanging out with a guy until I know that he is the type of man I want to spend some of my time with.

As far as not wanting to date me because of how physically strong I am, PLEASE… I cannot take away his manhood with how much I can lift, or the fact that I can do pull-ups. Just about all of being a man lies in his persona. I personally love the gender roles where a man holds the door, carries things, or walks on the side closest to the street. Me being able to lift more than some of the guys out there is not going to take away from that, unless they let it.

From one woman to all of you strong women out there, keep it up. You are amazing. You inspire me to be the best version of myself that I can be. I am going to be that version with or without a man in my life. Count on that.

I love my body, and if that makes you uncomfortable, sorry for ya!

I’m human. You’re human. What makes us so? Our bodies! And our brains, yes. This post is about the human form though.

I’ve got this body with me, experiencing everything, every emotion, that I go through day in and day out. This body doesn’t change when I’m happy, sad, angry, hangry, feeling sexy, or feeling hurt. I’ve gotten to a place where I love my body, with the room for improvement there is and all. I don’t see a reason for me to have to hide that.

I recently did a boudoir photo shoot with Kara Marie Boudoir. I did this to see the sexy side of myself that I never get to see. I feel it, and to a lucky few, I show this side of myself, but I don’t ever witness it. What I actually got when these shots came back was the confident side, the happy side, the carefree side, the fun side, along with the sexy side.

We, as a society, stress to women that they need to cover themselves up. If a woman wears something that’s too short, or low-cut, she’s dressed like a slut. How do you know she’s going out sleeping with men because you can see skin? If she is going out sleeping with men, why do you care?? (Another post, I know, I know.) Why can’t women be comfortable with the bodies that we have? Why does seeing skin make people so uncomfortable? What happened to nudity being art?

We are not used to seeing nudity in our society unless it’s pornographic. Our media is highly censored, we don’t visit art museums on a regular basis, and we don’t have nude beaches. The only time most people see someone naked, is when sex is involved. This is sad. So many adults don’t know how to conduct themselves around partial nudity, let alone a fully nude figure.

I for one am not going to let this affect how I feel about my body, and am not going to get shamed into hiding the body that I have. I’m wearing the clothes I feel comfortable in. I’m going to have my picture taken, with or without clothes, and I’m going to post those pics. I’m proud of them! The lifestyle that I live gives me the body that I have, and I’m in a very good place. I don’t feel obligated to hide any of that, in whatever form it comes in.

Sarah_KaraMarieBoudoir-8I love my body! If that makes you uncomfortable, sorry for ya!!