— Francesca Lia Block (via yourclassyslut)
Sooooooooo At the mall yesterday with an old friend we came across a guy working in a center booth selling hair straighteners. This man was handing out free samples of argon oil. I took the sample that he handed me and I felt obligated to listen to him at least explain what he was selling. He started telling me his straighteners were best and when he found out that I don’t use heat at all on my hair he REACHED OUT and PULLED the hair clip out of my hair. Normally I wear my hair in a head wrap because of issues that I have with my hair now growing back and recovering etc. This day was the first time in months I have been in public with my hair out- it was still pulled back into a bun though. He grabbed my hair and started massaging and moving my hair all around. I was paralyzed and my voice was gone. I am so mad at myself right now for my initial reaction- I hate how I freeze. I am in shock and he starts pulling a fine tooth comb through my 3b curly hair. At the same time he is pushing me down into the chair and calling me “honey” and “sweetie.” My friend is staring off lost in thought. I looked into the mirror and saw my face and this guy now running a straightener down the lock of hair by my ear. I almost lost it- I almost cried. I grabbed my hair back and put it up. The lump in my throat prevented me from saying anything else but I managed to say “I can’t do this.” He saw me getting upset and he immediately started trying to sell me product. I got away- like ran out. I don’t even know… I feel weirdly violated and as stupid as this whole incident was I can’t shake this horrible feeling.
"If you do stupid things, IT’S BECAUSE YOU CHOSE TO DO STUPID THINGS."
I stole this idea from some christian-fundy woman’s blog and wanted to do my own.
- He has a beautiful face, intelligent eyes that sparkle with life and a smile that it worth a million dollars. I can go on and on…
- His laugh. Its genuine. He never laughs unless he finds it funny. No phoney humor for him.
- He is a strong person in character. He knows who he is and doesn’t change for anyone. He has a strong moral compass that comes from within himself.
- My husband can admit when he is wrong. He says it as it is, accepts he was wrong and moves on with no emotional outburst or arrogance.
- He can say that he does not know something. He doesn’t pretend or fake knowing something in order to appear knowledgeable. Best of all when he finds something that he does not know- he learns and acquires the knowledge. Humble enough to receive instruction and confident enough to learn on his own as well.
- He is not materialistic. He looks at people and sees past appearances. He doesn’t waste his time worrying about how others might view his clothing or possessions.
- He is an asshole and yes, to him that is a complement. He is not a pushover and he is not always considerate. He still has his boyish deviant attitude and really has no issue at all telling someone to fuck off.
- His children are his world. He would do anything for his girls. He protects them and gives them the encouragement and push to be the best that they can be. He gives them wings to fly and never will he let them think that they can’t do something because of their gender.
- He doesn’t think with his dick. He is not one of those hound dogs looking for any port in a storm. He has what he wants and his contentment shows.
- He is honest. Sometimes that annoys me because white lies are comfortable but the truth is always what I need to hear.
- He is an atheist…. I love that we are on the same page.
- Always thinking of us. He always comes home with goodies! He hides candy and chocolate away on me so when I have a bad day he can cheer me up.
- He takes care of me. Not that I can’t take care of myself but he makes me feel like I am not alone in this world. He is my shoulder to cry on, my friend to bitch to, my lover to make me feel beautiful and desirable, my backup and truly my best friendd
I can go on…. I am so happy to have him as my partner!