madeejoy:

madisonclose:

vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.

Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.

Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.

This time, though. This was a good cry.

At the daycare I used to work for, there was a family who let their 4 year old son paint his nails and wear lip gloss. I respect that family more than anything.

my neighbors used to let their son carry a purse when he wanted to. he has a collection of purses and would come over and show them to my mom all of the time. he bought a woman’s briefcase set once and my best guy friend opened his sketchbook and drew a computer and played with him. 

connerstoll:

I’M LAUGHING SO HARD BECAUSE HTIS WAS ONE OF THE FIRST CONCERNS “WHAT ARE THEY GOING TO DO ABOUT PORN” OMFG

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