Okay, the “posting for a cause’s awareness”—what is that? Sure, I can understand that psychologically a person thinks more about a subject when it directly relates to them. In addition, I understand that something intimate typically arouses a man’s interest, such as placing on Facebook what color of bra you’re wearing, but not being specific of what it pertains to. Bra questions regarding Breast Cancer Awareness makes sense to me and simply inquiring of a color, rather than a size, doesn’t appear crass! Curiosity makes people aware!
But ladies, first of all copying someone else’s idea is so unoriginal, especially when you’re using the same “cause” to bring your point across. Will using it to draw attention to yourself by attempting to arouse a man’s curiosity with sexual innuendos cause you to appear sensible or ridiculously childish? The silly “grabs” I receive on Facebook start from categorizing myself as an alcoholic drink, depending on my marital status. When I occasionally drink, I do it tastefully; usually a smooth Cabernet Sauvignon. I certainly don’t want to put next to my Facebook profile the word “tequila,” which is what divorced women are supposed to put. Personally, most people would consider tequila to someone hanging out at the bar, getting drunk and dancing with anyone who caught them before they hit the floor, panties included or not!
The second one is a fruit basket of goodies, in referring to yourself as a fruit! At least it is not really embarrassing, naming myself after a fruit, which I do somehow relate to! 😛 Perhaps this is mysterious, but men don’t care if we call ourselves berries or not, so what commotion will this bring by stating I’m single and a blueberry? Sexually, the only fruit men care about is watermelons and cantaloupe, but how does this relate to breast cancer? I mean, breast cancer survivors being “supported” by bras? It’s a stretch, but not as much of a reach as other demeaning references. In regards to breasts, I can’t remember ever receiving a “blueberry” comment!
Today, another invitation to “let the word get out about breast cancer” by taking three lists of words and giving myself a “new name” to post on Facebook. My new alias is a creation of using the second and third letters of my name to determine which creative title I will now hold, perhaps to be plastered on a T-shirt supporting breast cancer. I can see it now, “ Starry Glitter-Thighs.” When people asked me (if they even talk to me) what it is in reference to, I can explain its in support of finding a cure! They will think I am a nut, and possibly ask if the cure is for mental illness or some other deficiency.
So here I go with my support, Starry Glitter-Thighs with tequila in one hand and a bowl of blueberries in the other! Don’t get me wrong, I am all for discovering a cure for cancer—especially breast cancer. Anything that I can truly do to support this cause, aside from running the streets naked with whipped cream all over my body, or pasting my face next to silliness to permanently engrave on other’s minds, I will do!