***Language Alert: some fairly nasty words slip through on this post. If you are the sensitive sort, might be an idea to skip this one***
When I was bookshopping while I was on holidays (which is where I have been rather than writing here, because, let’s face it, I do need a life outside the internets, ya know?) I came across a little book that intrigued me – “Female Chauvinist Pigs: Women and the rise of raunch culture”. A flick through confirmed that the author of the book and I found the same thing in life bloody confusing - How does prancing around half naked with a Playboy bunny symbol on your shirt make you sexually liberated? Thus persuaded, I purchased my book, counting it as a strike against the ditzes and bimboes in the world that I seem to encounter everyday.
Well, I came home, half unpacked since I am a lazy ass, forgot about the books, and spent the week doing what I do best when it’s holidays: played WoW and ate Tim Tams. While I was playing I decided to participate in the wonderfully timed Noblegarden holiday.
This holiday activity sounds fairly innocuous – collect eggs, eat chocolate, get a bunneh pet. I got all that stuff done, got myself a pretty dress, a basket, and a cute set of ‘I’m totally fuckable bunneh ears’
… wait, what?
Fuckable bunneh ears? And that’s not the end of it! In my total ignorance of my own fricking beliefs, I screenshot said bunneh ears (perched oh so cutely on top of my sophisticated head), crop it to REALLY draw attention to my ears, and stick it up on Twitter.
Yeah. I basically just advertised to the internet that I am a bimbo. Saresa the Noble, my ass!
Way to go Sar, way to compromise your beliefs right there. To be honest, I am not sure why I find the ears so appealing… I haven’t taken the picture down, despite the objections I have to it. Guess we can just add hypocrisy to my list of faults – it’s OK to compromise all my beliefs if I look damn hot doing it!
Of course… I could look more like this chick right here: next to her I look downright Victorian Prudish. The men sure liked her though, about as much as I liked the men in dresses!