Don’t Call Me Sexy

If this is what sexy is, I want no part of it.

                If you’re a man of the opposite sex and have ever referred to me as “sexy,” you probably don’t need to read this post. I’ve already shared this spiel with you.  But for the others who have yet to do it but are thinking about it, and for all the ladies who have been known to be offended by this term, please continue to read.

                Growing up I was taught that the “s” word was bad.  No forms of the word sex were permissive so I grew to associate bad things with that word.  Not much has changed now that I’m older in regards to the word.  I’ve noticed that at times I’m still uncomfortable using it and the topic of “sex” overall is one that I tend to shy away from in public.  I don’t like to discuss it or offer my input regarding that word.  If I’m watching tv with my siblings and someone utters the “s” word I quickly change the channel, if blog posts are covering the “s” word I avoid commenting on it and overall, I’m still pretty immature about it all.

                With all of that being said, it is definitely NOT a compliment when a man calls me “sexy.”  I immediately feel as though I’ve been reduced to nothing more than a sexual being and it is a box that I am enslaved too.  I hate it.  Hate it.  I’m not the type of woman who wears especially revealing clothes, licks my lips in suggestive ways or positions my body in inviting poses and gestures.  Besides, sexy as a compliment is way too easy and basic-try complimenting the way someone dresses, their hair (hey now!) or the way their mind works.  I’m a bit uptight and proper actually which leaves me a bit puzzled as to why this sexy compliment ever comes my way in the first place.

                Recently a pretty close associate referred to my voice as sexy.  I found that to be hilarious.  I don’t have an especially deep voice, my speech is very fast (I’m constantly asked to slow down/repeat things because people don’t always catch it the first time) and I honestly sound like tons of other Midwestern women.  While at first I laughed about it, soon I got slightly worried and very curious.  I immediately hit up my guy who knows my voice better than most and asked him what he thought.  He told me I speak proper and that no, my voice isn’t especially sexy.

Thank God.

Am I alone in my resentment of being called sexy?  Are there any compliments that come your way that especially grinds your gears?

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5 thoughts on “Don’t Call Me Sexy

  1. I’m a bit “old fashioned” as well. I remember feeling the exact same way about the “s” word. I remember getting sick to my stomach with embarrassment when I was a kid and the word came on a song in the car, with my parents. Don’t get me wrong, I love the “s”, act and all. However, I’m abstaining from it until I’m married. It’s the right thing to do. But, that’s another topic…

    The more and more we hear the “s” word used to compliment females in music, movies, tv, and other media…the more we’ve become desensitized to it. So much so, that I think society has completely de-valued it, and that’s why guys think they can just go around willy-nilly saying “D@mn girl, you s***!” Personally, I’ve always thought that using that as a complement (among a few others) has to be earned with a special lady you’re with (Guy-to-Girl). And even then, it shouldn’t be over-used, so as to get played out quickly within that relationship.

    • Perhaps when I’m married I will appreciate the compliment more since it would be coming from my husband, but as for now it’s generally rude and distasteful in nature coming from randoms.

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