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VODKA
Vodka was my drink of choice
in my early twenties. Mixed with orange juice, cranberry juice, or just taken
straight, I would happily sip my vodka-based cocktails through the night. I’m
pretty sure it made me feel sophisticated. I was much too complicated for, say,
beer, or even wine. Oh no, me and vodka, we had the hookup.
VULGAR
My mother found words like
“fart,” “burp,” and even “kissing” to be highly inappropriate. Little girls
simply did not say such things. These words were strictly forbidden, and this
rule was enforced with a large bar of soap. She even went one better than the
moms that rename the genital area with things like “your private parts” or
better yet, “po-po.” (I mean, really, people? Po-po?)
Not my mom. My sister and I
grew up having crotches. I’m surprised we didn’t consider ourselves to be
asexual beings. I mean, what is a
crotch anyway, besides a Barbie-style censored block of nothingness between the
legs? How can we expect little girls to grow up and understand themselves as
women when they’ve spend their entire life thinking the words that describe
their anatomy are off limits?
There is an important
difference between vulgarity and reality, and it’s something worth teaching our
daughters.
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