I’ve never been a person to really be worried about what other people say. I remember being 16 years old and at the beach late one night with my girl friends… you know doing what you shouldn’t be at that age.
A large group of boys sitting on a picnic table and one yells out “ya baby were you been all my life?” My response was “Not looking for you”. I have always been totally conformable in my own skin.
I like being different… not a screaming different. My first ride an 18 year old 1974 CM400T Honda (motorcycle) my senior year of high school, pinna piercing at home at age 18 (okay totally drunk and not the cleanest thing to do)… not that am bragging, really not that type of person… more like factual info. I love having fun and laughing and ‘OUT LOUD’. Anyone close to me knows… I don’t hold back when it comes to this… it is loud and contagious.
And when your different it scares some people, they don’t know how to react. So fear or jealous are usually the first responses. It’s in our human nature self-defense so to speak.
So today was my first flaming email from someone afraid of the magazine. Which I figured was bound to happen as part of our human side we don’t always like everything.
One thing I do know is that we are all people and just making our way in this world. And if you are so hung-up on things you don’t like… do you ever take the time to enjoy the things you do like?
-April