Rewind a few weeks to my new haircut. I came in to work and one woman told me that she likes my hair. Then she proceeds to tell me that her son's hair looks kind of like mine… if he’s slept on his back all night. I didn’t even say anything, I just stared at her. Then she tells me again that she likes it. Do what? What kind of thing is that to say to anyone? Several people that overheard that told me later that they couldn’t believe she would say something like that.
Now fast forward back to today. My top is black, brown, dark limish green and a creamish color. It has a square neck trimmed in black and ¾ length sleeves trimmed in black. It’s a cute top. I got is from my secret sister for Christmas. I just so happen to have some dark lime green shimmery earrings that match it. They are dangly. I am excited that they match because I like the earrings and don't have much to match them.
So I’m standing at the copier and a woman asks me where I got my earrings. And not in a way as if she wants some for herself, in a way like she can’t believe I would be wearing them. I told her I couldn’t remember where I got them. Then she asks me if they don’t bother me touching my neck. Do what? Number 1, they really don’t touch my neck and Number 2, do what? I mean, really? Did you just ask me that? Do they bother me touching my neck?
The only reason I can think of that these woman are making rude remarks to me is that they are jealous of my style and beauty. This story has just come full circle. I am better looking than I originally thought this morning. Otherwise these “older” women would not feel the needs to make rude remarks about me.
I realize that not everyone likes to dress up or fix their hair or wear makeup or earrings or anything other than blue jeans and t-shirt. But don’t hate on someone that does.
Here's the earrings. They look almost like a cluster of grapes. They are very light and not uncomfortable at all. Shimmery....
