Notice the “Less” part of the title. Because let’s be honest here, most of us who try to convince ourselves that we most certainly are not basic, are basic. As told by Urban Dictionary, for those of you who don’t know, the word “basic” is known as “An adjective used to describe any person, place, activity involving obscenely obvious behavior, dress, action. ” It usually refers to someone who is so obviously prone to being categorized because of what they say, what they do and how they dress. People like to make fun of these basic individuals because of how similar they all seem to be.
See that girl wearing yoga pants, a northface, and Uggs? Basic.
Look at those three girls walking with their iced machiato lattes from Starbucks. Basic
Did she really just caption her instagram photo as “Dysfunctional?” Basic.
Are there any girls at this festical not wearing flower crowns? Basic.
The list goes on. But here are three things that make me feel better about not being as basic as I could be;
1. I Don’t Watch Girly Shows
The obsession over the hyped-up, dramatic and sometimes pretentious shows appealing to chicks, has just never appealed to me. With the exception of The OC, I just never understood why there was a such a fuss over those types of shows. For one, the acting is usually mediocre and the plot is almost always pointless. Are you seriously telling me that waiting numerous season to find out who A is, is worth my time. Why the hell is it taking them so long to find her. And why do people continue to watch it season after season even after they complain on Twitter that the ending was disappointment and unfair. And why do people look up to the main character in Sex and the City when all she does is create chaos and make bad choices. “We all know one nation can’t have two queens. What happens next? Only time will tell…..XOXO Gossip Girl.”….Excuse me while I just sit here and roll my eyes. Pretty Little Liars, Sex and the City, The Bachelor, Gossip Girl, Grey’s Anatomy, Desperate Housewives, Devious Maids….Just no.
2. I Don’t like Tall Boys
“If you’re not 6″1 or taller lol bye.” I’ll never get this. Maybe it’s because I’m really short but I just don’t get why most girls are attracted to taller guys. And I mean really tall. In college if my friends pointed out a tall guy in the bar, I’d be like you mean behind that tree over there or? I’m not saying there is anything wrong with tall guys or that liking tall guys is bad by any means. But girls talk about it as if it is a main deciding factor to be with someone. Your height should have no effect with how someone will treat you and you should be proud no matter how tall you are. But when it comes down to it, I’m more of a Dave Franco, Jonah Hill, Zac Efron, Rob Dyrdek, Ryan Sheckler, Mac Miller type gal. And my amazing boyfriend happens to be a shortie too and I absolutely love it. And he still has a few inches on me. (Helps to be short I guess.) So cheers to all you short guys out there who don’t get enough appreciation! And sorry to all the guys who are exposed to girls like me. Cause the only tall boys we like are the ones that are 16 ounces, found at 7/11 and get you buzzed.
3. I Don’t Like Being Pampered
I haven’t gotten my nails done since prom. They are currently chipped because I can’t stay still long enough for my nails to try and bite them too often anyway. If I could cut my own hair I would. I dread going to the hair salon almost as much as I dread going to the doctor. I feel uncomfortable letting other people fix me up mostly because I hate small talk and people just touching me in general. I don’t want to have an hour conversation with you about your crazy aunt who keeps calling you or how your cat won’t stop coughing up fur balls around the house. No, I don’t want to spend $200 on products that I don’t need and no your niece is not cute in that picture. Sorry. that’s a little harsh and I am not a mean person but damn, I didn’t realize this was a personal life therapy session, I’m just here to get a haircut.
So despite not falling into these categories I know I still remain basic in other ways because being an American white girl has it’s circumastances. I’ll probably start my day off tomorrow with an iced coffee, blast Ariana Grande on the way to work and end every sentence with “I can’t even,” But I least I know I’m not hopeless.
What makes you less basic?