Why must we assign gender to so many things, so unnecessarily?

I’m rather aggravated today, so I would just like to start off by saying “f*ck you” to the person(s) who decided it was some sort of a bright idea to assign gender to legit almost everything.

Let’s go through some [unreasonable] examples.

Why do we assign gender to scents?

Can someone please educate me as to who or where the Professional Sniffers of our world are that are handed a certain scent, sniff it, and then decide either (a) yep, this scent must be for women and hence, we shall call it perfume, or (b) yep, this scent must be for men, and hence, we shall call it cologne. Someone please direct me to wherever or whoever these Professional Sniffers are so that I can knock ‘em out silly. Because God forbid the man who wants to smell like a fresh cherry blossom or the woman who enjoys the smell of a cologne she picked out one day. And fine, let’s just assume that we are all heteronormative assholes for a moment. Women, if y’all are gonna drool over your boyfriend because he smells so.damn.fine, why don’t you buy that cologne, use it, and then smell, brag, and enjoy the scent on yourself instead?!! Or vice versa: men, if you enjoy that flowery smell of your girlfriend’s perfume, just go buy it for yourself and save yourself the expense of your ever-so-original idea of gifting your woman flowers next time, because you could already smell flowery yourself. And also, smelling (read: sniffing) other people is weird.

Dear Professional Sniffers: (1) come out, come out, wherever you are…. (2) quit labeling scents as male vs female, cologne vs perfume respectively. K? Thx.

Leave it to the purchasers of the fragrances to decide what they want to smell like instead of to the Professional Sniffers to decide which scent should be restricted to which gender. UGH.

Next, why do all stores have to label sections as men’s vs. women’s?

Real talk and suggestion: why don’t we stop separating clothing sections by men’s vs. women’s (plus it is especially unfair for our gender non-conforming friends and family) and instead, let’s find less discriminating labels (i.e formal-wear, athletic, summery section, cool & casual, dresses, tops, jeans etc etc)?

Let’s talk through some, once again, [unreasonable] examples.

Bow ties are a pretty shnazzy form of attire. A person hears “bow tie “ and “woman” used in the same context. As closed-minded assholes, we jump to conclude: the woman is placing bow tie into her hair, because that’s what girls do. Flipping genders, a person hears “bow tie” and “man” used in the same context. As closed-minded assholes, we jump to conclude: the man is placing bow tie onto his shirt. And again, God forbid the woman who slaps on a slick-ass bow tie onto her shirt, or the man who slicks his hair back with one.

Side note: RIP to the shirts that I have blind-sidedly lost for having boy button-ups, simply because the buttons were “on the wrong side.” Again, who the f*ck said there must be a right vs wrong, women vs men side to buttons? Are you people hearing how ridiculous you sound right now?! Be thankful that I choose to utilize every last one of those buttons in the first place, because I think it’d be more alarming if I wore a shirt revealing my cleavage the entire time..

Next, let’s talk babies for a second, because they’re so cute, so cuddly, and so innocent.

Baby blue has been my favorite color for as long as I can remember, and anyone who knows me even just reasonably well, already knows that. Flipping back through my baby albums, do you think there’s a single picture of me flaunting my favorite baby blue clothing that illuminates my florescent blue eyes? NO, there isn’t. You know why? Because baby blue is for baby boys. LOL okay, pardon me; I didn’t recognize that colors are restricted to specific genders too.

Or like, why do boys get boats and firetrucks, and girls get dolls and Minnie Mouse? Is it that sinful that a baby girl also enjoys boat rides or aspires to grow up to be a brave soul that saves lives from burning buildings one day? Is it really fair to shame a baby boy that maybe aspires to become a hair dresser one day ever since practicing on dolls since young age or was drawn to the lady Mouse maybe because he’s attracted to ladies or maybe, just maybe, he just wants to slap a pretty bow tie into his hair like Minnie does.

Honestly, open your eyes, people. It’s 2018 and this is sad.

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