when i was really young i had a couple of friends who were tomboys.

i was not a tomboy.  i am all girl.  

at 4 years old my room was laura ashley striped pink with roses.
  degas ballet prints covered the walls.

i refused to wear anything other than dresses.  

and then…

I remember the day my tomboy friends came over for the first time.

and made fun of me!  for being such a girl…

so began my struggle to try to be a tomboy, but knowing I am anything but.

eventually, i gave up this false me. 

my point here is, whatever you are.

{can’t find the original source – help me find it}

Happy Friday!!

PS:  Over on my friend Emily’s Blog