The B Word

I was called the B word.

I’ve seen other women with the word scribed beside their names but never did I consider myself to be part of that group. I’m still stunned by the statement. I wasn’t even speaking out for some higher ideal or a social injustice but rather I was being me.

Power tool junky.
Creative.
Data nerd.
Messy bun, covered in sweat all day kind of gal.

It came out of nowhere really. We were chatting about how I deal with people copying designs & stealing photos.

If I see others copying work, I stand up for the original artist.
If clients requests I copy another’s work, I send them to the original designer.
If someone is copying my work, I stand up for myself. 

You’re bold.

I may have laughed a little too loud in response. Blunt, yes, but certainly not “bold”. Bold is reserved for women like Gloria Steinem, Malala Yousafzai, & Rosa Parks. If you really want bold, see the marriage advice from my grandmother hanging above our bed.

At the same time, it makes me angry my actions are even considered “bold” because it means women are not standing up for themselves. Do you sit there & stew while others blatantly steal your hard work? I know I can’t. I’ll be damned if I spent days researching, making, & shooting a new line for some twit to come along thinking they can copy it to sell for half priced.

For the future, I’d rather my actions be “normal” rather than an exception. Don’t take any BS, ladies. The worst thing they can call you is “bold”.