Some of the Tomboys I knew as a Child turned into very Feminine Women. They also knew how to change a flat tire.
“Some of the Tomboys I knew as a Child turned into very Feminine Women. They also knew how to change a flat tire.”
One of my daughters fits your description,a superb athlete also,but I don’t think she could change a tire. :-)
When I worked in Baton Rouge after Katrina, there was a couple there from Montana. They both worked at a refinery. She’d come back to the campground after work in a flannel shirt, jeans (which she filled out nicely), work boots and a pony tail coming out of the back of her ball cap. Each time, the ponytail had a bow on it. I found that to be exceptionally sexy. She was saying, “I can go with the best of you, but I’m still a woman”. Her husband treated her like sh*t and beat her one day. He wound up being a guest of the Baton Rouge police department. Don’t know what happened after that. She left. Real cute too.
Even if they had not become “feminine” - whatever that means to you - they would still be women. That’s biology: girls grow into women, boys grow into men, regardless of how they chose to dress or what interests they pursue.
I was very much a tomboy when I was a kid. I even wished I had been born a boy because they did more fun stuff. Then I figured out I could still do the fun stuff a d still be a girl. I’m spool thankful I wasn’t a kid right now, because some of these idiots might have convinced me to ruin my life.
Good luck changing a tire that has been mounted by an air gun.