By JanieS on Mysteries of Adulthood
@shalalas Nobody could tell Jane shit. She only ever did exactly what she wanted/what she thought was right. That her life choices seem questionable to us is entirely beside the point.
Actually, she took the kind medical professionals' hands into her.
@BosomBuddy Oh man as soon as I saw the cleavage I went straight to the comments because ALL my drawings had ladies with rill cleeavage and bare midriffs and shoped at contempo casuals and express. They also wore big earrings and if they happened to be drawn in certain books, they might also have featured very arge penis representations. Just sayin.
@LMac mine were always girls named aster and boys named mica. also the most beautiful name i could think of. aster looked like LiLo in the parent trap, and Mica was the guy in the video for Just One Of Those Days (Dont Take it Personal)the both had cel phones and Aster was allowed to wear a belly chain and a choker, and dark purple lipstick.
This more or less represents my childhood perception of teenage girls. All the girls in my drawings had significant cleavage, though. For whatever reason, large breasts were a marker of the best kind of adulthood. Looking back on it, they probably also reflect how I absorbed and fetishized (maybe not the best word) the predominant feminine ideal at the time.
A+++++ for all the bright colors.
Hah, this is actually a little embarrassing to look at and read because I used to make these EXACT SAME LITTLE THINGS, with the lists of identity-defining factors and all, and it feels like you're all looking at my third grade diary!
I'm so glad to see other people did this as well. I would write short stories, with illustrations, about a girl named Tanya (the most beautiful name I could think of) who wore splatter-paint t-shirts and was allowed to wear the shiny black bike shorts I coveted. Her hair was also permed. Tanya liked to ride her bike and talk on her "car phone" at the same time. That's pretty much where I lost interest.
These are awesome! I'm going to take up collecting green striped things.
In sixth grade, one of my friends got in trouble for drawing pictures of all of our future lives. The weird thing is that most of the pictures depicted us not as glamorous teenagers like Jennifar Ann, but as grown women with large, happy families and fulfilling careers. The teacher confiscated my picture, which showed me as heavily pregnant and hosting a friendly Spanish exchange student with the rest of my brood, and scolded us both for having dirty minds.
Oh, Michelle. Maybe if you didn't spend all your time drinking, you might be able to land a boyfriend or make some friends.
@ clara morena Yeah, maybe it's because the Eartha Kitt *sounds* so tongue-in-cheek, but I always assumed that's how we were supposed to read it.