As a kid I remember stealing my brothers boxers and baggy jeans to prove I was the coolest tomboy there was. It was comfortable yet somehow satisfying slipping on his Levis and a comfy hoodie. I wore a low pony tail, had unruly brows and hardly ever smiled. I never really fit in with the girly girls and always wanted to play tag or watch Dragon Ball Z with the “guys”. I wasn’t necessarily crushing on the boys, I just didn’t care what others thought of me. I liked what I liked and that was the bottom line. As I got older and middle/high school came around, in came the constant struggle to fit in with the cool kids. The name TJ was no more and I suddenly became Tammie. Now good things came from the transition and others we’re pure stupidity, I guess you can say I was lost in a pool of festering unoriginality.
I just find it funny that years later I find myself back where I started, where I feel most comfortable. I love the whole boyish androgynous look but I still manage to embrace femininity in other aspects. I absolutely love makeup and what I can achieve with it or a good paint job is always welcomed, although I’ve been loving the whole undone bare-nailed look too! I’ve become very nonchalant about things I have no control over and still trying to stop obsessing over small details (still working on that lol).
At age 26 having experienced life so far, learning and cherishing mistakes, I can finally say this is me and this is what you’re going to get. . .