Dear ladies, being a lady isn’t overrated.

Okay, I’m a girl. I often find myself ignoring the stereotypical things it takes to be a lady. By that I mean, I’m not the best mannered, I dress how I want to and that means wearing anything aside from jeans and a sweatshirt as minimally as possible, and I don’t like pink or pastels.

See, I love it when guys are kind and generous and thoughtful and selfless and all that, but I’m a generally stubborn and impatient person. I can open the car door myself, why would I wait for you to do it? I can hold the door for you, please don’t be offended. I can walk with you, you don’t have to drop me off. I can open these things myself and carry these things myself, I appreciate your willingness to help, but please don’t belittle my skills or desire to do something myself.

However, I admit this isn’t the best way to be. Sometimes I need to be dressed up. Sometimes I should attempt to look like I care how I look. Sometimes I should let the guy be a gentleman. Sometimes I should attempt to be calm and patient and generous.

There’s a fine line between giving up who you are and trying to be a better person.