Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Out & Proud

(title and post inspired by my dear friend Lydia, who is an inspiration herself.)

(Sarah Reinertsen, triathelete & contestant on The Amazing Race, gets down with her bad self.)

(nice dress!)

I'm due for a new leg & I'm getting a little tired of hiding.

(plus, this style of prosthetic has a kind of...pedicured Terminator steampunky kickassedness.)

20 comments:

Mike W. said...

I was looking at the 2nd picture thinking "why did she post this?"

I seriously didn't even notice the prosthetic leg.

Tam said...

1000 Bonus Cool Points for "Dress Slit On Killer Cyborg Side"! :)

LBJ said...

A fellow I went through the academy with lost an arm, the whole thing, to bone cancer as a kid. He want to become a commercial pilot (he had a prosthetic arm that you could pick up a dime with). Amazing guy, high up in the agency now. . funny as hell, good looking as all get out. . and you know. . after you knew him 30 minutes you just didn't notice the arm thing. It was just part of him, like the part in his hair or the color of his eyes.

New Jovian Thunderbolt said...

Is in on your strong side? Can you weld a holster onto the next prosthetic, RoboCop style? If you did that, well, you win on the CCW.

Carteach said...

Go for it....
Cool it is!

Xavier said...

Confidence is beauty. Beauty is confidence.

Roberta X said...

Yep, serious kewl!

Function always trumps form in Roberta X-land. Because these appliances are so extremely function-driven (nowdays), they have their own kind of space-hardware-coolness. Why hide anything that geekily-neat?

Anonymous said...

My wife and I watch the Amazing Race, and she appeared to be a pretty cool person. Her boyfriend on the race appeared to be a real asshole, but she seemed cool.


No, I do not know how much of it is scripted, nor do I want to know.

Mike W. said...

I particularly like this quote.

"This new, sometimes confrontational stance reflects the higher expectations among many members of the disabled population that they be treated as people who happen to have a disability, rather than as people defined by disability."

I couldn't agree more. The people who always bugged me were the ones who felt the need to feel sorry for me and treat me differently.

My attitude was always that people should treat me just like anyone else. If I need help or am physically unable to do something I'll let someone know. Otherwise, I don't want any extra attention out of pity. Pity doesn't do anyone any good.

I think people are increasingly getting the message and treating those with disabilities just like they would anyone else.

breda said...

mike, I couldn't agree more. Pity makes everyone feel bad, both the giver and the receiver.

Also, did you read:
"But she said she never leaves the house without sunglasses.

“People always stare,” she said. “It’s part of human nature and it’s tough to be this animal in the zoo.”


That's the thing I hate most - feeling like you're an object on display to be stared at...

BobG said...

I think a person should wear whichever works best and makes them feel the best about themselves; why should a person have to worry about someone else's hangups about prosthetics? If people don't like it, they can just not look at it.

Anonymous said...

By "hiding," do you mean a cosmetic cover, or clothes? Does the cosmetic cover help protect the mechanical bits from damage from dirt and grit? Or does it merely make it harder to clean?

I cut my teeth on The Disability Rag, now Ragged Edge Magazine. This article in the New York Times is the fruit of decades of their labor.

Carteach said...

I kind of agree with BobG.

To my eye, it's not the mechanics that I look at, except in a clinical way.

A person who is happy with them self, wearing whatever they wish, and clearly so, is attractive to me. Not for the physical of it, but the indication of the spirit underneath.
Nothing can match an unbridled spirit... and no physical issue can steal away from it.

breda said...

ankhorite, "hiding" = both cosmetic cover and clothes.

Trying my whole life to make my leg look "real" has been totally and completely made of fail and now I'm considering a different way...

Carteach said...

GO for it Breda!

What makes you happy, makes you glad to get up in the morning... do that.

BobG said...

I agree 100% with Carteach0; go with your feelings, and to hell with small-minded people. Anybody who counts will not worry about what your leg is made of, only your mind and heart.

Brent Greer said...

Hey Breda,
I think whatever you choose you'll knock 'em dead!

Besides, and most importantly, your friends don't care about what your leg looks like.

Anonymous said...

You'll always have people like me to deal with though, and I hope that's not a bad thing.

Like a child, I'm fascinated by things like that. I'm staring because I'm trying to deduce how it works. Geeks are like that.

If it were me, I'd have the damned thing all "pimped" out with neon, BUG holster, and a bottle opener in the kneecap. Then again, I'm one of those people who take things as far as they can for the hell of it.

Of course, I value function over form (hence why I have a Glock and drive a Wrangler) so I'm all for the T-1000 model!

phlegmfatale said...

One of my favorite scenes in all of filmdom is Lena Olin with her prosthetic arm about to have sex with Gary Oldman in Romeo Is Bleeding. (yeah, I know it's a terrible movie, but it's one of my guilty pleasures)

Lena: With or without the arm?
Gary, looking impish: Without.

I know a guy in Dallas who came down with bone cancer in his leg as a teenager. He's now 40-something and one of the smartest, most attractive men I've ever met. He doesn't like to use his prosthetic and pretty much hops everywhere. In fact, he loves to ride his bike around town, one-legged which is a surprising and delightful thing to see. He's a colossal badass. Love him.

I've gotta say that, from your blog, I never noticed! Too bad you didn't whack the prosthetic instead at 4am!

Matt G said...

Sexy women are sexy, prosthetic or no. All shiny and the like, it's just jewelry.

Lord that sounds sexist. (Which I don't think I am, much.)

But the issue of appeal rears its head when we're discussing the relative appearance of women's legs.

And, being women's legs, that appeal does tend (to hetero males) to come 'round to the issue of sexiness.

Which, from what I've seen (good looking librarian who digs guns and fearless beer), you've got in spades.

If you've got cyborg leg, all I ask for is a little Flitz, for some shiny bling-bling. The antithesis of camauflage.

Think of legs for Molly