Living in a small town can have its advantages and disadvantages. Advantage: everyone knows everyone. Disadvantage: everyone criticizes everyone by his or her outer appearance.

Why does anyone even give a flying hoot about what I am wearing? When you live in a big city nobody gives a crap about what you’re wearing. No one even takes a glance at you twice. On the other hand, here in the good ol’ Central Valley, we stereotype and discriminate girls who don’t measure up to our so-called perfect image.

And by our perfect image, I mean, a nicely-dressed girl with long hair, make-up, slutty skirt and top. If girls don’t necessary fit this particular image, we quickly jump to question that particular girl’s sexual preference.

I am sick of it! I’m sick of being classified as a lesbian, just because I do not wear make-up, because I choose to wear hats instead of doing my hair, because I’d prefer to wear a T-shirt and a pair of jeans instead of a skirt and a slutty top.

This article is aimed at all of those small-minded rural community people who stand there and criticize girls for what they’re wearing because it doesn’t necessary fit the mold of what “girls” are supposed to wear. For example, on a particular incident, I was wearing a hat, pair of jeans, sneakers and a jacket to hang out with my friends.

Immediately, I came across a guy whom I had never met in my life who proceeded to tell me what his first impression of me was just because of my clothing. Was I shocked? No! I’ve heard them all. Just because I don’t necessary look like the “typical” girl, I instantaneously am classified as a lesbian, and that is exactly what this one guy did. He took upon himself to stereotype me because of my clothing, and its absolutely bogus.

I wasn’t about to get all dolled up to hang out with my pals in Delano. Must I remind you; it’s Delano! Why in the world would anyone dress up to go out in Delano? I am dumbfounded. Anyone who can answer that question is an absolute genius.

In my defense, I will be very blunt and tell you exactly why I don’t take the time to look nice for a night on the town whether it be Delano or Bakersfield.

I simply do not care, and I am certainly not looking to hook up with anyone from around here. Because honestly, guys around here are so damn immature and absolutely narrow-minded.

I absolutely know that I could get a guy to ask me out if I were dressed nicely, did my make-up, hair and the works, but why should I have to go through all that trouble especially if I am not interested.

Basically, what it all comes down to is charm. It shouldn’t matter how you’re dressed and if you’re make-up is intact. Meeting a guy depends solely on your personality and charm. Believe me, there have been many occasions where I have met a guy wearing a pair of torn jeans, a T-shirt and a baseball cap.

Besides, who gives a flying flip? Worry about your own business. As far as I’m concerned, the last time I checked, I was the person who paid for my wardrobe.

You can criticize my clothing the day you pay for them!