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Fitting In -- Not!!

I always wanted to be a Bouffant Blonde. You know the type I'm talking about. Teased blonde hair that is perfectly in place at all times, no matter the circumstances. I wanted to be funny, with a quick giggle, and flashy smile. I wanted to always know exactly what to wear and when -- and to look stylish and pulled together.

It was not to be.

I am who I am and mostly I've made peace with that. I am a Bouffant Blonde -- mostly because my hair never stays in any one place for very long. I've really given up taming it. It is straight and wind-blown. That's okay. The earth contains a few men who have given up on making me do their bidding so I guess my hair fits me after all.

I don't giggle. I laugh. Sometimes I tell a joke. Not one of those long, drawn out things but more of a spur of the moment sarcastic remark. I will likely never be a flashy dresser. I'm not that into fashion. My posture is horrible. And I shop on a budget. Urghh...But I do okay. I was not made for super high heels and fake fingernails. I've made peace with that ... finally.

I don't see myself following the rules. I don't believe God created us to be little people soldiers who are all alike. If that were the case we would all look exactly the same. But we're different and that variety is a good thing.

I hate it when someone tries to categorize me. Blonde does not make me bimbo. Not punching a time clock does not make me a bum. Jumping off the corporate career track did not turn me dumb. (One could argue that reaching for a better quality of life actually made me smarter!)

It's like when someone tries to categorize my art and call me a children's artist. I see red and I'm not talking paint here. I'm not a children's artist. Yes, I do build children's furniture and, yes, I do use bright colors. (And I love kids but that's not the point here.) Labels are so limiting. I create fun folk art and sometimes it's for children. Just because many adults prefer brown doesn't mean that bright colors are only for children. The beach comes to mind.

Forgive me for my soap box. I get on it and it slides quickly away. I do believe in doing things differently. I don't want to be yet another artist "creating" the same things as everyone else. I want to always be doing something differently.

I guess that's what being a Bouffant Blonde is all about for me. Being different. Being Bold. Stepping out into the unknown and knowing that sometimes it really won't work. And that's okay. Because tomorrow is a new day with a new idea.

So welcome is this new blog of mine. It's all about being fushsia and citrus green in a brown and tan world.

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