My teenager asked me if I like being catcalled. We both agreed it was situational, but in general the answer for both of us was a resounding NO. The exception was a boy/man we like in that fashion.
Don’t get me wrong. On a day I’m trying really hard or not feeling my sexiest it isn’t unappreciated, but a sincere compliment beats a catcall any day….unquestionably. And any person; male or female that can’t take a sincerely sweet compliment should be shoved in a closet until their looks have completely faded.
I was trying to convince the teenager to get an IUD put in sooner than later. She asked me to give her a year more. I don’t get the delay. Even if she doesn’t plan on having sex yet she is obviously getting closer than she has ever been to it. Trying to not get anxiety about this. I’m not worried about STD’s or even herpes…. mono and a grand baby are much more serious and of potentially dire consequences. How to convey that seriousness onto a teenager? No idea.
I have a date with Ivy tonight. Ice skating and dinner. So curious how it will go.
Yesterday I was remembering one day as a young teen standing in West Hollywood waiting at the bus stop and a cab pulled up in front of me. Out comes a beautiful woman in her mid 20’s. Everyone stared at her and behind her popped out another strikingly beautiful female about the same age. They held hands and kissed and I remember being absolutely floored by it. It was a beautiful sight. I was talking to a friend about it later and he informed me I had encountered the ever elusive “lipstick dyke”. God I hate labels.