I have a cousin whose entire childhood revolved around dolls and tea sets and all things hyperfeminine and domestic.
She managed to get herself married to a multi-millionaire businessman and has 4 children. She goes on holiday all around the world, three to five times a year. Her job is to look pretty, send kids to school, and regularly empty her husband's balls. She is very happy, her life is idyllic.
I have other cousins who went to university. One wipes old people's asses for a living, the other sits in an office cubicle typing meaningless emails and attending meaningless meetings. Both are childless and miserable.
Yes, to a head-spinning degree. She lives (and looks like) a celebrity. She is already imparting her ways on her two daughters - image is everything, fashion and style are all-important, the house must be perfect, everything must be beautiful. She would make a feminist absolutely seethe.
A girl who grew up in state accommodation with a penniless single mother on one of the poorest , nastiest, grimmest slums in the city, and all she had to do to get a multi-millionaire husband and live the high life was have every thought in her head be completely centered around absorbing what rich socialite women look like, and matching it as closely as she could.
By 'slum' I mean victorian terraces from the 1800's - rows of tiny houses built to accommodate the factory workers of the industrial revolution. Virtually all in disrepair, the factories all long gone.
As for 'not the west', well, no, not really - the majority of such homes are filled with muslim immigrants. It's rare to see anyone white on those streets.
Unfortunately I’m of an age where University became sort of obligatory (at least, where I live), so none of my cousins are like your happy one. Not a single one.
In fact, I hardly know anyone like that (although a couple of girls I went to school with may end up that way), but I can only imagine she’s probably happier and healthier than any of the rest.
Contrastingly, though, my mother slowly stopped work, in my teen years (only child), and never really got back into it. But she’s just lazy, deeply unhappy and unhealthy. She doesn’t travel. She doesn’t really go out. She doesn’t do the housework (depressingly, they usually either hire people, or, when I’m around, I do it).
So unfortunately “choosing to live off your husband’s largesse” (because I don’t think I would class her as a housewife, really) doesn’t always work out for the best, lol…
Then again, to go from practicing physician to essentially largely unemployed…. Suggests there is more going on there, obviously. Quite the opposite of your cousin, lol!
I have a cousin whose entire childhood revolved around dolls and tea sets and all things hyperfeminine and domestic.
She managed to get herself married to a multi-millionaire businessman and has 4 children. She goes on holiday all around the world, three to five times a year. Her job is to look pretty, send kids to school, and regularly empty her husband's balls. She is very happy, her life is idyllic.
I have other cousins who went to university. One wipes old people's asses for a living, the other sits in an office cubicle typing meaningless emails and attending meaningless meetings. Both are childless and miserable.
Sounds like femininity won bigly.
Yes, to a head-spinning degree. She lives (and looks like) a celebrity. She is already imparting her ways on her two daughters - image is everything, fashion and style are all-important, the house must be perfect, everything must be beautiful. She would make a feminist absolutely seethe.
A girl who grew up in state accommodation with a penniless single mother on one of the poorest , nastiest, grimmest slums in the city, and all she had to do to get a multi-millionaire husband and live the high life was have every thought in her head be completely centered around absorbing what rich socialite women look like, and matching it as closely as she could.
She looked the part, she got the part.
It was that simple for her.
I admire the grift then.
I would love to “embody Chad” as it were, but much though I try, I just don’t seem to be capable.
So I admire your cousin’s effort. Takes some doing.
Side note: “slum”..? Did you grow up in Asia or what?
Clearly not “the West”, by the sound of things!
England.
By 'slum' I mean victorian terraces from the 1800's - rows of tiny houses built to accommodate the factory workers of the industrial revolution. Virtually all in disrepair, the factories all long gone.
As for 'not the west', well, no, not really - the majority of such homes are filled with muslim immigrants. It's rare to see anyone white on those streets.
It really does indeed.
Seems accurate, lol.
Unfortunately I’m of an age where University became sort of obligatory (at least, where I live), so none of my cousins are like your happy one. Not a single one.
In fact, I hardly know anyone like that (although a couple of girls I went to school with may end up that way), but I can only imagine she’s probably happier and healthier than any of the rest.
Contrastingly, though, my mother slowly stopped work, in my teen years (only child), and never really got back into it. But she’s just lazy, deeply unhappy and unhealthy. She doesn’t travel. She doesn’t really go out. She doesn’t do the housework (depressingly, they usually either hire people, or, when I’m around, I do it).
So unfortunately “choosing to live off your husband’s largesse” (because I don’t think I would class her as a housewife, really) doesn’t always work out for the best, lol…
Then again, to go from practicing physician to essentially largely unemployed…. Suggests there is more going on there, obviously. Quite the opposite of your cousin, lol!