Guest Post: Fight for individuality by Pattie

Hello everyone!
At the outset I want to thank that I can take part in this collective venture for Pin Up Persuasion and that I can write something form the depth of my heart. It means a lot for me as the regular reader of this blog and I’m proud as hell of being here!
My name is Pattie and I come from Poland. You have to know that my country is quite conservative, but it’s not only about politics. That’s mostly about people. All those who are into any kind of alternative fashion usually become the Internet celebrities, because diversity isn’t the natural feature of our society. It’s hot and sapid to look at the online profiles of extraoridinary attractive people, who are self-confident, ingenious and who are able to create the unconventional image of themselves. But it’s not the real life. We are a nation that loves the uniqueness when it is far away, somewhere online. The everyday life of “real people” is full of pointing fingers, mockers and furtive pictures.
4243724_open-uri20150109-31090-8uz8bsMy friends and family support me in creating my own effigy. My granny always says “Patrycja, look so everyone gets speechless. If anybody hates the way you are – just let him envy”. That sounds amazing, really, but…  What about my job? What about all the serious affairs I ever get into?
4103912_costamI’m going to work with intellectuallly disabled people for the rest of my life (hopefully!), that’s why I took the oligophrenopedagogy studies. But let’s be honest: would anybody want their children to work with SUCH A CRAZY-LOOKING THERAPIST?
11All the centers for the disabled people in which I had the pleasure to  remain yet, strictly reserved that there is no place for beauty among therapists. We teach female proteges how to comb, how to do their make up, how to be themselves and be beautiful! And that’s wonderful! But therapists who find their beauty in any subculture associations are highly undesirable.
4815072_collageThe area in which I reside has a real cultural closure. Sometimes I’m scared of saying that I’m an entrant burlesque dancer. No one cares if I’m able to sew my costume, do my hair and makeup, set up the entire show (“Well, she’s just a retro stripper…”). For that reason I hardly ever talk about burlesque: my biggest love and infatuation! Why, oh why!? Because there are too many discrepancies between the  respected intellectual worker and  dancer dressed in sequins and feathers, wearing lace panties and shaking her butt the funny way in the front of camera.
gI’m a Gothabella, I’m a burlesque enthusiast and entrant performer. I wear piercings and tattoos. I love fishnets and red lipstick. And I simply can’t imagine helping any other persons to find themselves without the prospect of expressig myself.
pin2This is my everyday appeal to all the ones who easily criticize the unusual appearance of the common people: follow my passions, skills and competences first, because only coherent picture of me allows you to judge whether I am a valuable employee, therapist and helper, or not. I crave making the one, appriopriate and complete effigy at the same time. I don’t want to choose, don’t want to divide myself on the courteous therapist and crazy performer. I’d love to be just as proud of the professional career as the artistic successes.
pin1Dear gorgeous gals, if any of you have a similar daily issue, just remember to be always  self-confident and sure of all your capabilities and powers. It’s hard to reconcile two different people in one, but I truly believe it’s possible. One day I’ll go ahead and proudly tell about my scientific and artistic successes.
From this place I want to thank my marvelous partner in love and crime, Arkadiusz, because he’s the one who makes every move worth of making for me. He broke all my doubts and now I’m here to break yours !
2I am about this fight for my individuality and you, sweet creatures, fight for it too!
With all the intent love,
Pattie
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