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Pink Hair and Pajama Bottoms
Society’s constructs, and how we are all victimized by them.
This is how it started for me. I put a little pink in my hair and the world went crazy. You’d think the sun fell out of the sky or something.
Apparently, you can dye your hair black, brown, yellow, red or a combination of any of those, but you can’t have any of the colors of the rainbow above your neck. Especially after you reach a certain age, and if you do more than just a streak or two, and if your hair is light to begin with.
There are rules.
It’s so funny to me when I watch other people react to colored hair and to clothes, like pajama pants, being worn in public — things deemed “not acceptable” by society that bring whispers and stares from the loftiest of humans and a few of the less lofty as well.
It’s as if y’all think Jesus can’t love you if you’re wearing your pajamas outside of your house.
Okay, to be fair, I don’t wear my pj’s in public, but I am going to say this: they’re just pants.
They’re pajama pants because that’s what we named them. Y’all get that, don’t you? Somehow Sponge Bob makes them socially unacceptable, or plaid flannel does, or something. But they’re just pants!
