A lot of people have been posting in their concert notes about the "hoochies" in the audience, and I've been feeling increasingly weird about it, because...well, they are I. I pretty much dress like a slut. Most of my shirts are tighttight, and my pants are low-cut, and I'm addicted to teensy little midriff-baring tank tops. Especially in the summer or when I'm going to be dancing my ass off at a concert. The effect is a bit different from that given by the typical hoochie, since I'm a size 12 and nowhere near flawless, even though I think I'm pretty and sexy and all that, anyway. But, still, that's the way I dress.
I don't know if it makes a difference that I'm not expecting anything to come of my wearing an outfit like that to an 'N Sync concert. I mean, I wouldn't pass up a night of hot monkey sex with Chris if he offered (assuming my girlfriend was okay with it), but I don't really think that flashing a bit of skin in front of him or Lonnie or anybody else is going to accomplish that. I dress this way because I like how I look in these clothes, and I'm fond of nudity and this is the closest I can (semi-)decently get to it in public, and I like getting appreciative looks from random strangers. For me, that all makes up for the people who think I'm too fat to dress like this, or for the people who do think that I'm a slut because of my clothing. It's strange to realize, though, that some of the latter might be people I have on my friends list.
And, to completely change the subject, it would be really nice if my dreams involving a Chris, JC, and Nick threesome could involve actual smut. Of course I'm happy for them if they're all in love and being supportive of each other over their livejournal accounts (and, yes, LJ apparently has eaten my brain), but I don't think it's unreasonable to want just a tiny bit of boy-on-boy(-on-boy) touching.
I don't know if it makes a difference that I'm not expecting anything to come of my wearing an outfit like that to an 'N Sync concert. I mean, I wouldn't pass up a night of hot monkey sex with Chris if he offered (assuming my girlfriend was okay with it), but I don't really think that flashing a bit of skin in front of him or Lonnie or anybody else is going to accomplish that. I dress this way because I like how I look in these clothes, and I'm fond of nudity and this is the closest I can (semi-)decently get to it in public, and I like getting appreciative looks from random strangers. For me, that all makes up for the people who think I'm too fat to dress like this, or for the people who do think that I'm a slut because of my clothing. It's strange to realize, though, that some of the latter might be people I have on my friends list.
And, to completely change the subject, it would be really nice if my dreams involving a Chris, JC, and Nick threesome could involve actual smut. Of course I'm happy for them if they're all in love and being supportive of each other over their livejournal accounts (and, yes, LJ apparently has eaten my brain), but I don't think it's unreasonable to want just a tiny bit of boy-on-boy(-on-boy) touching.
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In my mind that won't make me a hootchie. Because Hootcie is all about the attitude of "If I dress like this, I'll get the attention and get back stage and get them to hit on me and sleep with me." The two girls standing next to me trying to talk up local security and hit on the guy with a VIP guest badge and pawing at Anthony when he came, drinking heavily before and during the show and carrying the "JC, TOUCH ME" sign... those were hootchies.
The girls a row behind me who were in the same type of clothing but made no effort to catch anyone's attention and seemed to be dressed like that because they happened to look on the concert as a chance to get out and dress up and hang out with each other... no hootchies.
Personally, I wasn't flashing any skin for two reasons... I feel like I have too much of it and it's not a pretty sight when I put on tight clothes... and I was coming straight from work thus had no chance to head home to change into something that was less than appropriate for my receptionist lifestyle.
So yes... Clothing does not a hootchie make. It's all about the "look at me, look at me, sleep with me" attitude.
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