Photo by Zhen Hu on Unsplash

I Can’t Always be Wonder Woman

~ But I sure as hell try ~

Ever since I was a young girl (I know I am showing my age here), I idolized Lynda Carter as Wonder Woman.

I would watch her show every week, and take pointers from her, keeping them logged in my brain. I had the “twirl” down, when she changed from her secretary clothes into her infamous Wonder Woman swimsuit and boots, with her golden lasso of truth. Her tiara was something I dreamed of owning and her Amazon body was what I wanted to have when I grew up.

I still remember putting on my red one piece swim suit, and my knee high red socks, and tying my yellow skipping rope around my waist, as my lasso. My mom was always irritated with me for stealing the aluminum foil from the house, to fashion into my bullet proof bracelets and a makeshift tiara. I WAS WONDER WOMAN.

Part of my collection-photo by ME

I tried to tie up my brother’s friends, who were 5 years older than me, and force them to tell the truth. They would humor me and play along, most of the time. Other times, they would become annoyed and shooed me away. I honestly didn’t mind, cause I had super powers. THEY DIDN’T . They were weak boys who just wanted to sit around and smoke…