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Monday, December 2, 2013

Cuddle Season


I'm not much of a cold-weather person. As I often reiterate to my northern friends, I was born on a tropical island, and shivering my ass off (which is a feat, considering the size of my ass) is simply not for me. But there are several aspects of the chillier weather that I can, as an optimist, appreciate. 

What I enjoy about cold weather 
(In no particular order)
1.) Sweaters and boots- Along with Dracula-esque dark circles, my winter uniform consists of skinny jeans, sweatshirts, and leather boots. If I wear leggings, it means that  the demands of the Ivy Leagues have officially triumphed over my vanity for the day. 

2.) Skiing/snowboarding- I'm no Shawn White, but I do like to hit the slopes with some friends. I may curse the snow when it turns into grey slush, yet I must admit its uses when it comes to recreational activities. My last attempt at snowboarding was the cause of bruising worthy of Chris Brown, so if anybody will offer snowboarding lessons to this skier, I will definitely consider it!

3.) Cuddling- This is cuddle season after all! Nothing like being in a warm bed in a cozy house and snuggling with someone cute.
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I foresee many afternoons spent with my dog as a space heater


I hope y'all had a great Thanksgiving! Happy Monday!

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

A Thank-You Letter to T.I

(This is, in reality, a thank-you letter to all guys who appreciate curves!)

I am a genetic anomaly.

I'm an Asian with, what some may call, a "black girl's ass." (Excuse all the quotation marks, they're really just an excuse to make up my own terms and I will disperse them quite plentifully throughout :P )

I am what some guys call "thick." Until recently, I've never taken this descriptor as much of a compliment.

Coming from Chinese culture, where a majority of women (due to lifestyle and genetics) are very thin, and the ideal of beauty happens to coincide with a BMI of 17, you can see how having "meat on your bones" is not appreciated.

This is not a tirade for the "plus-sized" girls. I do believe that every body is beautiful, although that doesn't hold true for health. Maybe I'll discuss that topic at another time.

 I'm specifically addressing the girls with tight waists and thick thighs, with asses that Beyonce would be proud to call "bootylicious."
The type of girls featured in the videos of musicians trying to appeal to a primarily male audience.

"Whatever you like," TI

I remember watching ATL for the first time and marveling at how, for once (it seemed to me), a curvier girl was portrayed as the sexiest one.

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This was during a period of my life in which I was struggling profusely with body image and experiencing "moderate" bulimia. I know that your self-esteem shouldn't be determined by male attention, but I have to admit- it was very gratifying to realize that having an ass was an attribute I didn't have to be ashamed of. To know that your body is, at least in some cultures, considered beautiful and an object of desire, was a step towards accepting myself. The other steps had to go beyond that, but at least it was a start.

No, I do not make myself exclusive to any one race; this is simply a note towards how urban culture gave me the realization that my body was not "unacceptable" everywhere.

Now I'm in a place where I can see past all of my relatives' comments on how big my butt is, or how I shouldn't wear shorts because my thighs are too big. I can love how my thighs have grown with strength from leg presses and squats, how functional my butt can be when sitting on hard chairs. I'm living a much healthier and maintainable lifestyle.

Thanks, T.I.


Monday, November 25, 2013

Beautiful women


I love beautiful women. I really do. I practically thank them for existing- you make the world a better place for just adding to its physical beauty! It's superficial, but it is also human- no matter what your personal preferences or ideals, everybody is drawn towards and enamored by aesthetics. 

Thus, women who are perceived as very physically attractive - I'm not talking about just being "above average" in terms of the modern Western standard of beauty (I realize that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and I'm approaching this from the standpoint of general Western society), but the "bombshells," the 8-10s of the world- are mollycoddled. 

There are many such women who have great personalities, are very cool to be around, and are highly intelligent. But they can't help it- society still treats them differently for their external appearance. In life and in the workplace, people hesitate to point out their mistakes. Sure, some women have horrible bosses, but the majority of their interactions with people are still instilled with a kind of awe. People rarely reprimand them harshly and often are very soft about how they approach them about their mistakes. 

This creates a situation where many of these "bombshells," at least those who have grown up all their lives recognizing their beauty and its effects on other people, have trouble facing up to their own mistakes. I have quite a few friends who have dated such women, and encountered times where the girl, although really a good person, simply cannot accept that they need to bear responsibility for wrongdoing. 

In one instance, one of my friends was in a relationship with a very attractive brunette, who we'll just call Jennifer. Now Jennifer is a dedicated student and a fun girl, very smart and hardworking. But when they broke up, she blamed everything on him. Although he was not consciously trying to do anything wrong, she turned around and painted him as a very bad guy. Every single thing wrong with the relationship was due to him, and he was just trying to "use" her from the start. 

This guy is definitely a very caring and genuine individual, and it bothers him to this day that a person who he so valued and esteemed could view him that way. 

That was a very extreme example of how some beautiful-beyond-the-norm women cannot handle responsibility. Simply put: Attractive women often cannot handle people calling them out on their bullshit. 

It's not really their fault; society has conditioned them to not have to correct their mistakes.
Does this mean everybody should just avoid beautiful women? Hell no! My advice is simply to not be afraid, like most guys (or girls) who have dated her in the past, to point out when she's wrong. Don't be an ass about it, but if she's blatantly wrong and denying it, then calmly and kindly talk to her about it. But if you don't set the precedence early on, or if she simply can't handle the truth, then there will be problems further on. 

You may not believe it now, but there is one maxim that holds: "For every beautiful woman that a million guys want to fuck, I'll show you a man tired of fucking her." 


Hello

Hello!

I love fresh starts. I really do. Until I fuck them up.

But in this case, it's not a fuck-up that has led me to this situation. It is probably a combination of normal teenage fluctuations in interest and a need for an outlet to express to express them. So for those of you who have been redirected from my previous blog(s) to here, I invite you to at least give this one a spin- maybe you'll find something of value in this more unrestrained version of me. If not, then do as you will.

So. A brief introduction is necessitated at the moment.

I am a 16 year-old girl of Chinese heritage currently residing in the beautiful state of Minnesota. This blog is for me to tune my writing skills and maybe do the same to my thought processes. Also maybe, just maybe- some people will read this and think: "This crazy-ass little asian chick has posed the similar queries and predicaments that I have."

As anybody who has met me knows, I am a very opinionated person. At the same time, I strive to look at things as objectively as I can. This does not mean I always succeed, but just think of me as that sardonic voice in your head with a plentiful helping of humor and bad fake accents.

Like Mark Twain said, "Actions speak louder than words, but not nearly as often." I'll leave y'all to formulate your own opinions of me as I begin this journey to document my personal thought forum.

Live, love, laugh-

The Short Asian Chick