Yesterday was truly nice despite the Oklahoma "gentle breeze twenty nine mph" and several doctor's visits. People, I'm nothing special. IF you, guys and gals rise above the clothes hamper and the Debby Downer attitude, you may receive the positive attention and comments. Dark chocolate, long sleeve, satin smooth polished polyester blouse, soft pink, polyester, knee length, swing skirt were the basics. The extras were a thin gold necklace, multi rings silver earrings, Rodeo Queen jeweled belt, black felt cowgirl hat. Sadly, I was wearing sneakers instead of cowgirl boots, the day promised to be long with lots of walking. My boots were new, not broken in, I'm not so fashion conscious I would wear four inch heels, nor new cowboy boots walking all day to complete an ensemble.

Received a lot of smiles, admiring looks, and positive comments during the day. I'm not so nieve I don't realize a lot of the comments are because I'm presenting the image of a cowgirl. Histrionically respected and admired consciously and unconsciously due to movies, stories, history. I'm not pretending, as I've always been. Sadly there are fewer and fewer of us. I'm no longer kissing cows, riding horses, but hugging goats. Years older, not as good as I once was but still here, still a cowgirl who sometimes gardens in a bikini. I refuse to fix barbwire fence in a bikini, prefer leather, settle for heavy canvas clothes, leather gloves, sneakers traded for heavy leather work boots, nothing vinyl nor imitation. Anyone who ever tangled with a barbwire fence will understand.

Who and what I am won't fit the rest of you, I'm an individual and so is everyone else.. What I'm hoping is my comments will give you the inspiration and courage to find your own place in the crowd. Uniquely, one of a kind who presents to everyone more than a blank holder in society. Heterosexual or any one of the LGBT you should be the one individual person people positivity, consciously or unconsciously, remember meeting.

A little more history for all you young uns who didn't live it. In the fifties the girls wore poodle skirts which in the sixties and seventies morphed into swing skirts and full circle skirts as fashion. To understand look at some of the old movies and music videos where the girls are walking and the skirts are swinging with her swaying hips. No need of spending thousands of dollars if one gives the second hand shops a go. Remove the gold necklace, I was dressed for less than thirty dollars. The sixties and seventies was also the time of the hippy movement and rebellion against society by the young. For better and worse it happened and fashion became beads, tattoos, heavy body piercing, misfit mismatched, outrageous clothing, drugs, and morals of alley cats.

I'm not judging, only hoping if you are one of the trans please try to provide the right picture and path for all those who follow. There will always be the Trumps and haters in society trying to forge God's diverse humanity into only male or female. We ourselves are so diverse, we can't agree on fighting society our teaching, not truly understanding it takes both and all of us. We aren't and we are unique individuals, one of a kind, a blend of many. Kinda looks like we are part of the human race as a whole and yet we are the ones who do and don't fit. Whatever, give it your best shot and if it turns out a mistake was made? Welcome to the part of humanity where the only equality is everyone makes mistakes.

Daddy told me one uh oh can erase a whole lot of ata boy. Try and not make too many uh ohs.
Hugs People
Barbie Jean Lee
Oklahoma born and raised cowgirl