I like pretty things and looking pretty.
Nail polish, luxurious bubble baths, all-over body moisturiser, beautiful fragrances, pretty dresses, satin and lace, strappy heels and pink pouty lips...however I'm much more than just that person.
My partner is an outdoorsman, comfortable in the woods and forest, camping and doing outdoor adventure things, and so am I. Being within nature is refreshing and rejuvenating and being away from the hectic place society has become provides welcome peace and quiet and time to be more myself.
My guy took this image.
I love that about who I am, the different versions of me, and how they combine to create a person with many interests and abilities and a strong sense of adventure. I love that my partner can talk about the things he's passionate about, the outdoors and what he does there, and that I actually know what he's talking about, or at the very least am interested in it. Our relationship is deeper because of that and we are closer to each other because our love of getting off travel worn paths.
My guy is a capable man, confident in his skills and abilities, and through spending time with him I've picked up so many things I'd not otherwise know. He takes the time to teach me what he's doing, the concepts behind it, reasons why each thing is done in its own particular way, what the results should be and what to do if they are not. I'm not as confident as he is and would not like to be placed alone into a survival situation in a location but, in saying that, I have skills that would go a long way towards helping me deal with it if I was, thanks to that man of mine.
I'm often categorised by others when they see me; I'm blonde and girly and love that about myself, but that's all people seem to see. Men especially. It doesn't bother me too much and I don't go out of my way to change that perception however, some people's minds stick to well-worn paths and paradigms and so a pretty blonde couldn't possibly be anything other than just that. But she can, and usually is...not just me but others too.
It's easy to label another person, man or woman, place them within a convenient box that suits the observer's needs or perception, but it's often done incorrectly; perception or judgement is often way off base.
In truth, I don't really mind people doing that with me I guess, my boy knows who and what I am and that's all that matters to me. I don't feel the need to impress others and don't need or seek other people's approval, especially not that of a random man who only sees long blonde hair, the flare of my hips and shape of my boobs. It doesn't mean I don't like being liked, just that I'm content to be the Becca my guy loves and, importantly, the one I want to be.
Becca 💗
