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snugglekittyOnly in the South would you see a straight guy wearing suspenders and a white straw hat unironically. This was one of the first things I noticed when we got in at the airport. He wasn't an older gentleman, either - he was probably in his twenties.
I forgot to mention that there was a sexy waitress at the Mellow Mushroom, although she wasn't our waitress. You know how some people have sleeve tattoos? She had legwarmer tattoos. Or maybe they were kneesocks - she had shoes on, so it was a little hard to tell. But it was very cool.
Yesterday we went to a restaurant that was supposed to "cater to the tattooed and pierced crowd," where one of the attractions is the freak-factor of the waitstaff. I guess it all depends on what you're used to, but there were just a few faux hawks (not even colored ones) and a few visible tattoos.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mrpet was easily freakier than most of the people there.
Another thing about the South is that if you are female, the women of the South make you feel like you're not wearing enough makeup. What's funny about this is that many of them are not terribly skilled in the wearing of makeup - it looks like a mask over their faces. But I made a point of bringing tinted lip balm and pressed powder, because I knew I would feel this way. (It's normal for me to wear tinted lip balm on a daily basis, but not pressed powder.) I'm happy I did and I've been wearing it. And if I had brought foundation I would probably be using that, too, which is actually why I didn't bring it.
Another thing about being female in the South is that many people will call you honey, hold the door for you, or offer to carry your bag. I'm feeling strangely okay with that. Normally I think it might bug me, but right now it just feels like being pampered, part of the magical vacation experience.
We ate at a gay joint last night and it was almost a physical relief to see other folks being, and acting, openly queer. The joy of seeing the male waiters touching and hugging each other made me realize how unrelievedly straight things are down here, at least on the surface.
f_butterfly held hands during some of our sightseeing, and no one said anything, but I did notice a few Looks, mostly from parents.
Oh, yeah, and another thing. Race. It's not just that Georgia has a lot more ethnic diversity than New England, although that's certainly true. But I noticed that the older dark-skinned gentleman in the rental car bus with us got very different treatment from the rental car people. And yesterday when I was reading reviews of Atlanta brunch places, I noticed something saying that the guy's wife had found a curly hair in her omlette. Would it be better if the hair had been straight and blond? And if so, why?
I forgot to mention that there was a sexy waitress at the Mellow Mushroom, although she wasn't our waitress. You know how some people have sleeve tattoos? She had legwarmer tattoos. Or maybe they were kneesocks - she had shoes on, so it was a little hard to tell. But it was very cool.
Yesterday we went to a restaurant that was supposed to "cater to the tattooed and pierced crowd," where one of the attractions is the freak-factor of the waitstaff. I guess it all depends on what you're used to, but there were just a few faux hawks (not even colored ones) and a few visible tattoos.
mrpet was easily freakier than most of the people there.Another thing about the South is that if you are female, the women of the South make you feel like you're not wearing enough makeup. What's funny about this is that many of them are not terribly skilled in the wearing of makeup - it looks like a mask over their faces. But I made a point of bringing tinted lip balm and pressed powder, because I knew I would feel this way. (It's normal for me to wear tinted lip balm on a daily basis, but not pressed powder.) I'm happy I did and I've been wearing it. And if I had brought foundation I would probably be using that, too, which is actually why I didn't bring it.
Another thing about being female in the South is that many people will call you honey, hold the door for you, or offer to carry your bag. I'm feeling strangely okay with that. Normally I think it might bug me, but right now it just feels like being pampered, part of the magical vacation experience.
We ate at a gay joint last night and it was almost a physical relief to see other folks being, and acting, openly queer. The joy of seeing the male waiters touching and hugging each other made me realize how unrelievedly straight things are down here, at least on the surface.
f_butterfly held hands during some of our sightseeing, and no one said anything, but I did notice a few Looks, mostly from parents.Oh, yeah, and another thing. Race. It's not just that Georgia has a lot more ethnic diversity than New England, although that's certainly true. But I noticed that the older dark-skinned gentleman in the rental car bus with us got very different treatment from the rental car people. And yesterday when I was reading reviews of Atlanta brunch places, I noticed something saying that the guy's wife had found a curly hair in her omlette. Would it be better if the hair had been straight and blond? And if so, why?