This post has been moved here from Sepia Mutiny, where it originally was published.
I'll put up a "What do you really think?"-post here, daily, instead of on SM.
Sorry for the confusion/inconvenience...and welcome! :D
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Oh, like I could pass THIS up:
I hear all of you on the drink-buying morass but I want a thread about whether I'd be considered the biggest ho alive for putting out on the first date. How about the second? More respectable?
I'm going through a dry spell and I'm in the mood to cut to the chase. I'm usually reasonably virtuous. Would I be seen as sensual or skanky? Would my amorous inclinations kill any chances of having a real relationship? [sm]
Of course they would, and remember, choose your orifice adventure wisely, so you can still be extra you-know-what, like olive oil...and I don't mean light.
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When I was in college I was classified as a "ho" not just for being a Dirty Girl (Nothing goes down faster than an anchor!™) but...wait for it...wait for it...
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...for wearing leather pants.
It was December of 1996 and I was at someone's lame-ass birthday thing in Davis. I was sick, in the middle of winter. My then-boyfriend had dropped me off at this Charlie Foxtrot of a night-out via his bike. So I wore leather pants as well as my helmet.
And I was told, during a moment I shall never, EVER forget--
@$$#0!#: "Do you want to know why everyone thinks you're a whore? Look at how you dress."
I looked down at a ribbed turtleneck sweater and aforementioned leather pants, WHICH WERE MY BOYFRIEND'S, by the way, so by no means were they skin-tight.
Me: "But...I was cold."
@$$#0!#: "Hope it was worth ruining what's left of your reputation."
Seriously, I remember this, then I type this and then I think to myself, I wish this were fiction. You desi kids don't know how good you have it these free and lawless days...
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We've all done things we regret; we all have rules. What's the desi or better yet, the sepia rule on gettin' down on the first, second, fiftieth date? I-bankers (and the straight-haired vomen who love them) want to know. This hiatus is turning out to be a summer of inquiry; Sepia Mutiny '07...all the frivolous and embarrassing questions you always wanted to ask a plethora of over-educated, witty South Asians-- but never had the opportunity to pose. Until now.