At this time in my aged life, I am more aware of the differences than I was as a teen. Then, shape was all that mattered. Girls had certain curves, boys didn't. I had no idea how much focused on one sex over the other. I do now. It is apparent when a girl goes to a store to purchase an item they need (shampoo, shavers, deodorant, tampons, ect). Those items are more expensive. It is 'familiarly' called 'The Pink Tax.' I'm thankful I haven't a clue how to wear make up, I'd have to spend even more!
Then there is the monthly ovulation a female 'enjoys'. I wrote about this earlier. 'By Any Other Name.' made me laugh when I put it together, but it isn't very funny. I had hoped I had passed this time in my life, the red tide had stopped for quite a while. Alas, it came back. Thanks, Eve. NOT!
Underclothing of all kinds, hose not for the garden, and assorted fashions made especially for women are both fun and frustrating. I sometimes wish I had gone to schools that had uniforms. At least I would have looked more like everyone else when my sensitive emotions were running rampant. Now, it doesn't matter as much. I don't wear what I want to as often as I'd like, but I try! (small towns can harbor many a critical viewer)
Yes, I am glad I am a girl. I enjoy being a soft person to hold and I love knowing I was fortunate enough to birth and feed two awesome children with my body. I've been blessed by being a woman!