You know those memes where you do a quiz to find out which X you are in a movie/TV show/book, etc.? One of the ones that I’ve talked to friends about several times is Grease.
So many women wanted to be Sandy. You remember, pretty blond Olivia Newton John who wore sweaters and pearls? She won John Travola’s heart so obviously she was the one to emulate.
I never was Sandy. I wasn’t a cheerleader, I had a smart mouth and the jocks never held any interest for me. And I always knew that anyone who was as clueless as Danny could never get my attention.
Rizzo, now, she was someone I could relate to. I always wanted to be Rizzo. And I probably am in a lot of ways. I am pretty self confident–just ask Snake. He’ll tell me that I look good and, in absolute homage to my mother, I will reply, “I know.”
I don’t have a lot of patience for fakes. I don’t tend to pretend to be anyone other than who I am. Much to the chagrin of people around me sometimes because if someone asks my opinion, they get it. But, my friends know that I will tell them the truth and will fight to the end with them.
I also tend to be an all-in kind of person. I worry about my friends, I check on them, I tell them that I love them. That, unfortunately for my heart sometimes brings out the other Rizzo part.
When I get hurt, I hurt. I tend to withdraw and nurse my wounds. The whole Domme-ly Domme of Dommedom gives people the impression that we don’t feel. Fuck, at times, I would absolutely love to have that ability for a while. Wouldn’t it be nice to turn it off until it simmered down enough not to hurt THAT MUCH?
So, what do I want to be when I grow up? I think I already am. And for good and bad, I think I’m OK with that.
The Cheshire Cat in Alice… asks her “a nd who are you? “Alice I scaRcely know sir: ( I think) you write eloquently and succinctly about our life long changing self identities and where/how do we find guidance, reflection, and a way to measure. Yard sticks change and the search goes on parallel to seeking the answer to the loan “What is the sound of one hand clapping?”
YES! Rizzo was definitely the one to be, I’m with you there. Although when I was little and I watched Grease (which I did approximately 1,462,874,337 times) I would have given anything for Sandy’s shiny black leggings! Then when I first wore Latex leggings … OMG I felt like a childhood dream had come true. Fabulous post, not least of all because it’s made me want to go and watch Grease again, lol x
The leggings were awesome but Rizzo rocked the skirts.
Thank you!
I loved everything about your post, especially the “Dommely Domme of Dommedom” part!
🤣 🤣 🤣 It feels that way sometimes
Yes, Sandy was gorgeous in the final scene, but Rizzo was the woman I wanted to grow up to be, too 👍
I know what you mean about when you are hurt withdrawing and nursing your wounds – I do that – like curl up in a ball and growl if anyone comes near. And of course in Grease they were all well grown up actors playing the part of college kids – they were growing down lol 😉
“So, what do I want to be when I grow up? I think I already am.” . . . Brilliant, brilliant!!!
Xxx – k
Thank you ♥️