Skip to main content

Bougie Girl Audio: Boy Guardians

Boy Guardians bumpersticker
Boy Guardians by Bougie Girl Apparel

Listen to the Audio: Boy Guardians

I grew up during the 1980's and 90's.  During my childhood, a majority of my friends were boys. I played basketball, football, whiffle ball, and even ran foot races against them. We were always there for one another. I was a scrawny awkward looking girl so, none of my male friends viewed me as girlfriend material.

This was fine with me because I was more into books, sports, theater, and science experiments than dating. However, once I reached college things drastically changed.  Inexplicably,  I  blossomed into an attractive coed which made things awkward with my male friends. 

Yet, ever chivalrous gentlemen, they made an unspoken pact to look out for me. They were my self-appointed knights of the roundtable. At the time, I did not fully appreciate the way in which they treated me as though I were a delicate piece of crystal. 

They cleaned up their language around me, opened doors, and helped me to put together furniture. Alas, I wanted to be "one of the boys".  I  secretly envied those women whom were treated in that manner. Turns out those women were envious of my position of being under the constant watchful eye of the boy guardians.


  1. I don't think it ever changes. I know I have my boy guardians still. Luckily my older brothers have that down, but there are about 5 more more guys who will always be there for me no matter what. I kind of like that!

  2. Overall, I am blessed to have them in my life. They prevented me from making unwise decisions. Alas, sometimes I felt like the Audrey Hepburn character in "Roman Holiday"...stifled by the high expectations of others.


Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Divatosity: Writer's Nook Envy

I am in the process of creating a Writer's Nook for my townhouse. This task is so  Gen X/hipstery that I feel a little sheepish about even blogging about it. Yet, it must be mentioned because this simple task has turned into a huge undertaking.

My new townhouse has a spacious basement which upon first glance seemed like a great place to set up an office and a workshop. Setting up the work table and supplies went pretty smoothly.

However, the drafty basement has proved to be a not so great location for my writer's nook. Also, it is a windowless space which after awhile made me feel as though I was in some sort of lock down situation.

So, I moved my writer's nook upstairs and this space is definitely more conducive for working. Though, my makeshift printer tables pushed together a long with the dining room chair screams "first apartment out of college chic".

At age 41, I would like to move past that decor and into something a lot more sophisticated.

Alas, cash flo…

Lots Of Irons In My Fire...

The past few months have been hectic in a good way. Years of personal growth, soul searching, and planning have come to fruition. Though, everything is not completely in place yet. I am definitely moving in the right direction.

I know this because the obstacles which were firmly in my way before seem to be stepping aside for me. The Universe seems to have given its blessing to this more evolved path that I am walking. Of course, this is not to say that there will not be challenges along the way.

But, I have learned over the years how not to allow challenges to become permanent barriers. Challenges are meant to guide us in the right direction. Unfortunately,they can occur without prior warning and despite having a solid contingency plan in place. Been there. Done that.

It has only been within the past few years that I have truly learned to embrace the wisdom which can come from challenges and unforeseen delays. A few years ago, several challenges swept into my life and seemed to take …

I am a bougie girl: New Beginnings....

New beginnings require a tranquil mind and a determined spirit.