Bad Ass Chick

"Either that belongs to a really gay guy with a penis issue, or that is one bad ass chick!"

It belongs to one bad ass chick. Namely, me.
The item in question was my 1988 Toyota Pick Up truck that is lifted, has a roll cage, a ram bar and five point seatbelts. The back window says "Polly Pocket," thus leaving the person wondering the gender of the driver.

I love my truck. It is the embodiment of me in a vehicle. Not too many people can say that, I'm pretty sure. I'm not sure how I got so lucky or if maybe I'm just crazy for drawing all of these parallels and over-thinking my truck.

This also got me thinking about the stereotype of trucks being a "man's vehicle" for men work. If I needed too. I could haul a lot of things. I've towed a truck twice my size out of being stuck in Glamis. My truck isn't for the weak-hearted. ;)

Also, oddly enough, a lot of my girl friends are total truck / suv girls. We have 3 red trucks and 3 white trucks. It's totally adorable and we should totally have a truck road trip. The rest of the girls (for the most part) have a Monterra or Explorers or some other large vehicle that kicks ass.

I want the decal that says "Silly Boys, Trucks are for girls" along with the license plate frame that says "This is not my boyfriend's truck." Clearly, I am into gender bending. I like what I like and I don't care if it's what is traditionally considered a "manly" pastime. Dirtbiking? Check. Motor Races? Check. Mountain biking? Check. Cars (working on them, etc)? Check.

I want to know everything.

Of course, I have my fair share of girly activities (baking, dancing, painting my nails, shopping, tea parties, etc). But bending the stereotypes of what should be considered male and what should be considered female is a lot of fun. When I say that I'm different, I mean it. Everyone's different, when you get to the core of it. No person is made exactly the same.

Warrior Queens find who they are and they strive to keep that. They find similarities amongst people and they love and cherish those all while they are loving who they are.

That's what a warrior queen does. She loves herself over all else.



P.S. I am so happy I have my truck back. It's like this major part of me was missing and is no longer gone.