So this is weird. This trailer for Wonder Woman, which premiered at the recent San Diego Comic Con, made me teary-eyed. It surprised me, my reaction. Imagine, a grownup getting emotional about a female superhero! And she wasn’t even my favorite superhero back then.
As a fortysomething woman, I found this to be a hilarious-yet-true account on how women, as we grow older, become more self-confident about our bodies, flab and all. It’s as if a switch is turned on when you reach 40 and suddenly, you’re filled with an IDGAF attitude about what people think of you. Not to say that I suddenly got all confident about showing off my body, but I’ve certainly let go of many of the insecurities I’ve had when I was younger. I still remember feeling embarrassed when I wore a pair of shorts to a screenwriting workshop and one of the guys started teasing me in front of the whole room, and everyone laughed! (His comment was: “Ooh, look at Terrie in shorts! She’s so brave!”) I wanted to go home and change! And now, looking at my photos back then, I wondered why I was so embarrassed. I wish I had the gumption back then to smack the guy on his head for making me feel bad. But that’s insecurity for you.
I still have cellulite, my body jiggles more than it should, my tummy could do with more crunches to reduce its size, and my arms are like noodles. But you know what? I wore my first two-piece bikini in my 40s and it was liberating. It’s all good.
Best narration of what’s up in Game of Thrones by Jules Winnfield himself! 🙂 (“The Starks. Nice family, right? Don’t get too attached.”)
May you all have a great Sunday!
When I grow up, I hope to be as fabulous as Iris Apfel!
This article has been going around the internets for several days now and I just love it! Warning: Curves Ahead nailed it. May we all be as fabulous as — or even more so — as the women featured. Here’s the rest of the piece. Go check out her awesome site, too!
In which I make sense of my Asian-ness.
“Oh, I thought you were Thai,” said a flustered massage therapist in Phuket, where we just spent a week. I laugh. In Thailand, locals chatter away at me in Thai, before getting clued in by my clueless expression that I probably wasn’t who I seemed. And then they apologize. It’s okay, I tell them. I get that a lot.
But then, it also happens in Vietnam, where my slitty eyes (as D teasingly calls them), get me mistaken for Vietnamese; in Indonesia, where sarong vendors, mistaking my skin color and hair, plead with me to buy their wares in Bahasa or Balinese before they realize I couldn’t understand them; in Cambodia, where tuk-tuk drivers speak to me in the local dialect. I’ve also been mistaken for Chinese and Japanese. D teases that I am “the girl with many faces” or maybe no-face girl, referencing Game of Thrones.
The most memorable so far was at the London Eye. D and I were in the queue when one of the ushers told me to follow the line of people down the corridor, before ending his instruction with “Sawasdee krup“. I was bemused and asked D what was that all about. His explanation: The usher probably mistook me for a Thai bar girl visiting London with her English lover. Hmmm… D says it wasn’t unheard of for British men go off to Thailand for a holiday and come back with a girlfriend. Oookay then.
Do you mind it, he asked. Not really, I replied. It’s not as if I can control people’s perceptions and preconceived notions, anyway.
Oddly enough, I don’t get mistaken for my own race all that much — at least, not outside Singapore. However, in Pilates class, one of the instructors, who is Filipina, thought I was Thai. She initially said she didn’t feel the “lukso ng dugo” (poetically, a leap of the blood), a Filipino term which refers to that sudden leap of recognition of one of your own. For instance, I can usually tell if a person walking towards me was Filipino and can accurately tell if a person is Thai, Malay, Indonesian or some other Southeast Asian race. “How do you know this?” D would ask me, frustrated by his inability to tell which Asian is which. I don’t exactly know how. I guess we all have an instinct for recognizing one’s own, or what’s familiar. It’s not a trait that’s unique to Filipinos. D can usually tell what kind of European it is just by looking, while I have to wait until that person speaks, and not even then.
So what’s with the preoccupation on race and color, you might ask. Shouldn’t we all be color-blind? I guess I became more aware of my nationality/color/race when I started living in another country where being part of a multicultural society was more predominant and race factors in pretty much everything. Being in an interracial relationship has also gotten me to thinking more about it.
In the Philippines, it wasn’t something we thought of at all, mainly because we are a fairly homogenious lot and consider ourselves Filipino, whether or not we’re half something else. In fact, we tend to adopt Filipinos from other countries (like Hollywood actors with a hint of Pinoy blood, whom we claim as our own). We’re inclusive that way. But I think there’s nothing wrong with acknowledging each other’s color (or race). It is after all, part of who we are. It’s when we assume certain characteristics or take on prejudices about races that it becomes a problem. I don’t see anything wrong in genuinely wanting to know about a particular nationality so long as there’s an openness and acceptance of each other’s differences. In my case, people mistaking my identity always leads to an interesting conversation about each other’s differences and ways we’re alike. It’s an ice-breaker and a door-opener. And ultimately, people-connecter.
For those who need a backgrounder or a refresher on the show, the books and the stories behind it all. For the Unsullied and book experts alike.
EDIT: Aside from the fabulous art, I love that it’s narrated by the characters in the show. The stories in this video (as well as the other videos for Season 1) narrate the background and history of Westeros, pre- and post-invasion by the Andals as well as backgrounds on the major houses featured in the show. There are vids for Seasons 2-4 as well. Fans would do well to subscribe to Mayes T’s channel on YouTube to watch everything. Enjoy!