Funny enough, it’s actually on my first ever post, which was a letter of sorts to my college-aged female friends. Here is a quick quote from it:
STOP drinking so much, STOP making out with guys like me in clubs within 5 seconds of meeting, STOP putting off exercise “until I’m fat,” and for the love of God, STOP wearing sweatpants/hoodies/sunglasses/flip flops/Toms/stupid baggy T-shirts with stupid slogans everywhere (reminder: guys care about looks, and that look is not sexy). DO learn to cook, be sweet, and keep yourself in shape, and you will have good, strong men who want to wife you up.
Then, commenter the real olive followed up with this:
I know everything you said is totally true, but I’m still pissed. I mean, how many women today really want to be sweet little defenseless housewives with nothing to show for their life but a super macho husband? Fuck that! I’m not going to sit around and wait for the world to change, I’m going to do everything I can to prove that women can have careers that mean something!
But, I know you said “if you want your real fairytale bullshit.” Which I will continue to say, doesn’t exist.
Your posts make me want to rant about things; sorry!
To which Lacy Marie said:
I want to be a sweet little defenseless housewife, and I follow these rules in my daily life as tightly as I can. I’m almost 23 years old and I would like to get married to a strong, dependable man who honestly wants to be with me because I can satisfy his desires to be with a woman who ACTS like a woman worth keeping. To each their own, but don’t go whining about it later in life when “all the good men” won’t look at you.
Zinggg! olive fights back with:
Well excuse me for having an opinion that’s not controlled by a man! If you can be happy living your life specifically so that someone will want you, good for you.
I’m happy living my life the way I want to, because I don’t NEED a man to complete me. Also, tanks for the assumption that I’m “not a woman worth keeping” simply because I don’t choose to subscribe to a value system that bases my worth as a human being solely on what I look like.
As it happens, I grew up cleaning houses professionally with my mom, I’m a great cook, and I can rock 6-inch heels, evening gowns, flip flops, or sundresses and still look sexy.. Having an opinion about the way women are constantly subjected to men’s desires does not make me less worthy as a woman.
I also happen to be happily dating the best man in the world, who also wants me to be my own person.
And it’s super cute that you’re “almost 23 years old.” I’m so glad I know that. If you just said 22, I would have, like, had no idea how old you, like, actually are.
Now, admittedly…the first comment was back in July. The second one was in January, with the final one coming a week later. So there’s no real back and forth and I doubt Lacy Marie will even respond.
With that being said, I’d like to pose these questions to my readership:
- Is the olive’s hamster in full effect? These quotes stand out to me: “As it happens, I grew up cleaning houses professionally with my mom, I’m a great cook, and I can rock 6-inch heels, evening gowns, flip flops, or sundresses and still look sexy.” AND (underlined for emphasis here) “I know everything you said is totally true, but I’m still pissed.”
- What is the likeliness that Lacy Marie is actually a dude?
- How old do you think olive is?
- Am I an asshole for doing this post?
Ready, set, MEOWWWW!