Of course, these are not what makes girls feminine, but I recently found myself wanting to be a little bit more stereotypical.
In learning how to fit into the Chinese early 20's slash white collar scene, I'm getting a crash course into the ultimate so-sweet-you-can't-handle-it girl culture. Girls giggle good morning to each other every day as the outfit checking and obligatory complimenting session begin. They support each other as they talk about diets, boyfriends, and cute guys who are not their boyfriends, while sneaking in afternoon snacks to share. They gush about the latest TV shows (where the Chinese version of "Team Jacob" and "Team Edward" of bald Chinese men takes place) and browse online shops together during lunch breaks.
And I'm learning. Collective bathroom breaks, group post-lunch walks, team togetherness-in-everything-we-do don't bother me as much anymore. When office parties naturally split into kindergarten-esque girl boy teams, I stop gravitating to the guy zone unconsciously. I can almost beat the other girls in the cheesiness of the "You're the best best best!/ Did you get home alright? I'm so worried about you! / Hope the period pains aren't too bad!!" texts.
But experimenting with the physical aspects of this new girl thing? Not working out so hot for me.
And I still change the printer ink, lift the barrels of drinking water, and screw together random pieces of IKEA office furniture by myself without thinking- all condemned as masculine office tasks.
I'll let you know how it goes. *Giggle*
Ugh.
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Don't worry, I'm not experiencing a crisis of confidence in my personal identity. Most of my college girl friends are strong, smart, and ambitious women. I have yet to befriend more women like them here in China, so in the mean time, I'm learning how to be a good friend to all the wonderful types of women.
. . . and also because I have a good texting plan.
The perennial question: Who would you choose?
4 comments:
I love this post. It perfectly describes how I feel in very feminine situations. That's why we're friends.
I'd take the guy on the left
Hahaha oh my goodness. I should read your blog more often. That made me laugh so hard I cried. It's so much like Vietnam! :) Glad you're having fun with everything over there!
Marci - Me too! Though on the show, the girl ended up with the one on the right. The one of the left became the emperor instead.
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