Macaroni mouth art

So someone, cough, Krista (hey you are the one who said I should start the blog, which gives me eternal rights to call you out on said blog.) pointed out that my posts have an affinity for the F bomb and other *&@^#%'s. Some people feel this prevents them from sharing this blog with certain friends and family who have more classy vocabularies. I thought I should address this so that you could all understand my stance on dropping the F bomb and other colorful words, and why I feel this is not taboo.

First of all, I'd like to help you understand how I feel about "curse" words. To do this, I thought I should first explain a little about my brain. My brain works like a never ending Magna-Doodle. As I go about a normal day, people and situations are animated in my brain bowl. My husband calls this "cartoon-head". You can frequently hear him saying "I know exactly what this must look like in your cartoon-head right now." Everyone I encounter is a character of themselves, with their best (and worst) traits overly defined. Environments are exaggerated.
You get the idea.
Cartoon-head.

That said, this means that my view of "curse" words is a little skewed. I see the words others feel are "bad" like glitter. They enhance an already solid piece of artwork. Have YOU ever made a macaroni Christmas ornament without glitter?

Fuck no you haven't.

For instance, if I say: "That girl is wearing a fox skin wrap and a PETA shirt.", you get the idea - she's a contradiction to herself. Great. However, if I say: "That fucking chick is wearing a goddamn fox skin wrap and a mother-fucking PETA shirt. Pure douche-baggery." You get the message even better that this situation ... it ain't right.

If I say: "Did you just see that eagle swoop down and grab that baby rabbit?!" You get the sad, sad message. However - if I say: "DUDE. Did you just see that fucking eagle bum rush the fuck out of that baby rabbit and abduct the shit out of it?!" You've got a more glittery painting of the same event.

For those that prefer to remain classy with their word choices, I understand. Its' a personal choice and I don't fucking judge. However I believe that just because society tells you that these words are not classy, doesn't mean classy people can't sprinkle their sentences with "word glitter" every now and then. I mean, shit, just look at The Real Housewives of New Jersey (or New York, Atlanta, Orange County, and DC for that matter). Those bitches keep it real AND classy, proving that "word glitter" and Chanel can co-exist.

It also proves that people with a lot of fucking money that they didn't really earn themselves can run around being total ass-bags and no one says shit about it ... but that is for another blog.

So in conclusion, I'd like to say - embrace your "word glitter". Or don't - whatever. Just don't let anyone make you feel badly for enjoying MY use of "word glitter". We are all good at something ... I happen to be good at strategically placing the F bomb in a sentence. My mother, she's proud, I assure you.

Sticks and stones people,
Mel