Monday, November 21, 2011

Jesus Comes to Town.

In the spirit of Jennifer Miller, "The Lady with a Beard", and the recent holiday festivities on the infamous "Row", a community of fraternities and sororities, I decided to attend a frat party dressed up as Jesus. My costume consisted of a white sheet, a rope, a makeshift cross, gladiator sandals, and of course, a beard. Along with my loose, long brown hair, the image of Jesus came alive.

Most females attending a frat party would not feel comfortable with dressing up as a male, let alone Jesus. However, I took the initiative to be a little different. At first I felt a little self conscious standing in the girls line (I was after all wearing a beard looking like a homeless person) but eventually the feelings subsided and I felt comfortable walking around in a beard and a toga. Below is a timeline of my experience:

11:15 PM: I begin to walk over to The Row. I get some awkward glances, high fives, laughter and confused looks from passerbys.

11:30 PM: Standing in line to get into the party. Every girl is dressed in white and most are giving me confused looks. A couple chuckle and some stare. I begin to feel a bit self conscious.

11:35 PM: After walking into the party, I was attacked by two males who proceeded to try and dance with me after complimenting my beard. They petted my beard and appreciated my boldness.

11:40 PM: Guy yells " Take off the beard. You look better without it."

11:50 PM: Male proceeds to try and dance with me. I stop him and tell him, "No thank you." I'm still wearing a beard.

12:15 AM: Guy #458 tries to dance with me again. This time he tries to grab my womanly parts. He gets elbowed. I'm still wearing a beard.

12:23 AM: I walk out the door and head home.

What is to be learned from this experience? People's heads will definitely turn at the sight of something different. My friend in New York received a picture of me dressed up as Jesus and showed her friends. Their reactions ranged from, "I was not expecting a girl!" to "Wow that's sexy." Crossing the gender expectations created an environment where unexpected reactions are bound to occur due to society's lack of exposure.

And in the words of Oscar Wilde, "the only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about."

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