Look, I haven’t always been this way. Nobody starts off like this, OK. Nobody becomes Sass Queen just like that. There comes a time when you realize you’ve had enough. And that heralds the rise of the Sass Queen. She takes the Sass Crown and seats herself on the Sass Throne and takes control of her Sassy Life.
Before the dawn of Sass, IΒ was as elusive as a neurotic fish in a vast ocean, hiding deep underwater. I had nothing to smile about. I had a lot on my mind. Things were not going too well for me. Hold that thought. A Sass Queen never cribs or whines about her pore ole self…no poor me syndrome.
So, in a world of other Sass wannabes, what makes me the original Sass Queen? You got it right, there has to be a list. Learn while you burn, lesser mortals! And then just burn!
- So, here is the first criterion. I know who I am. You cannot tell me otherwise. Save all your pseudo-psychoanalytical drivel. Save your breath while you can, as well. You cannot tell me anything new about myself. I know what I am. I know I’m being ingloriously vain about my ability, but then you won’t find me in denial about anything ever. A Sass Queen just knows. And doesn’t care.
- I don’t think I can be a better version of myself. At this moment the version of me is up to date, and don’t presume you know any better. What I am works for me, if you have a problem, deal with it. I ain’t gonna change for nobody. I am absolutely sass-worthily fabulous. So there!
- Β Bring on the vapid, insipid, uninspired, colourless, uninteresting, feeble, flat, dead, dull, boring, tedious, tired, unexciting, uninspiring, unimaginative, lifeless, zestless, spiritless, sterile, anaemic, tame, bloodless, jejune, vacuous, bland, stale, trite, pallid, wishy-washy, watery, tasteless, milk-and-water, flavourless (list compiled from Google), for that is what everybody turns out to be, in comparison to me. And I’m not exaggerating. Cause I be the original- The Sass Queen.
- I believe in dressing up in my very own unique style and I do not follow fashion trends. I set my own trend, to hell with common opinion. And yes, I shall team an incongruous red, blue and black cotton blouse with a pink and white silk saree and get away with it. Somehow it all gels well with me. So bring your best criticism to me, and say I’ve made a fashion faux pas, and I will say yes, and look you in the eye, and you shall look away and crawl back into whatever you crawled out from, in the first place. So, do not give a Sass Queen your opinion. Nobody asked you for it. Ouch! That must have hurt!
- I do not need your company. And for that matter anybody’s. I have my family, my students, and a very few friends who really matter. I smile at you, exchange a few words, but that is it. A Sass Queen is an enigma.
- I can say a lot with my face. It’s pretty elastic and prone to be more honest than I am. See, I wouldn’t correct you in public, classroom excluded, I’m too refined for that, but you will know, if you are looking my way. You’ll know, the next time, at least. So when you see me roll my eyes and give you that look, and fix that glare on you, you ought to know it is time to shut up, or correct yourself. A Sass Queen is a woman of few words.
- I know a lot. I keep my eyes and ears open and my mouth shut, most of the time. I know more than you think I do. Of course, when you get a little presumptuous or even a little obnoxious, I have the perfect line, to put the brakes on and cut you short. I shall always have the perfect comeback. You cannot ever win. If I am quiet, it is because I choose to be so, not that I am at a loss for words, ever. I am silent because, it is not worth it, or maybe you are not worth it. A Sass Queen knows when to speak up. And when she does, the world listens.
- You can’t hold me ransom. Ever. I shall not do anything I don’t want to. Ever. I am not going down that road. Big mistake. And Sass Queens learn from their mistakes.
- I don’t compromise on things that matter. My cup of tea. My routine. My life. My space. Back off, if I make you feel uncomfortable. Nothing else matters. Power. Glory. Name. Fame. All transient. Good while they last. Take them away and what remains defines the real me. And I am real. The me. Very real. The Sass. Absolutely real.
- Sarcasm is my second language. There can be no greater criterion. Ever. And that makes me The Sass Queen.
Thus spake the Sass Queen and the world stopped, to listen.
Sass? Yass!
Thank you Judy!π
Go girl. Sassy saucy Saila , me proud of you.
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i just loved it…amazing π super cool attitude π
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The sarcasm can be no better ..the write up echoing a perfection of observation n the Psyche of society ..just made a beautiful read Sailaja. Wow ! Great times!
Thank you Kamakhya! ππ
A sassy manifesto. βΊ
Lolπthanks Michael! π
You know who you are and you like it, bravo! It takes time to be Queen, if you need to throw some sass around to stay there, so be it! Very entertaining to read. π
Lol Gilda…Cheers! Greetings from one Sass Queen to another. π·π
Haha, so very true! Cheers to you tooπ·πΎπππβ€οΈ!
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Can I be blessed by the sass queen, to become the next in line? π
Totally Sass Queen blesseth thee and confers on thee the honorary title of Sass Princess. ππ
I am honouredπβ€
loved it! … I just told myself, whenever feel down, just pop in here read these words and get back to josh!
Thank you Mridhulaπ…here’s to tapping into inner sass…and releasing Josh from within and feeling on top of the world πππππ
When amongst a sea of oh-I’m-so-inept-and-insecure people, especially in this day and age of the internet where everyone has “anxiety” and “depression”, this fantastic piece is sorely needed. Self-pity is not the right way out.
Totally agree with you and here’s to ruling the world together…us Queens of Sass π We rock. We rule. The world belongs to us.
starts singing raucously WE WILL, WE WILL, ROCK YOU!!!
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Hail the Sass Queen! The One and Only. =D
Awwww…πYudith, high praise from the High Priestess of Sass herself. Thank you! Deeply honoured. β€β€β€β€β€
High Priestess, eh? But I gotta give it to you the Queen Herself. π
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Oi Sassy! As always. Awesome writing and Sarcasm at its best! Hearing your voice in my head as I read it π
Awwwwww love You!πππππ
Yes, you go with your sassy self!
Thank you Lorrie! ππ
Sass queen, I bow to thee!
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I! Love! Every! Word! What an exhilarating joyride…swept along by the Sass Queen’s stream of whimsical wisdom and depth….just marvellous…and, inspiring…and sooooo amusing…thanks for sharing π
The Sass Queen is deeply honoured by thy words of praise. πHave a great day ahead. π
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Well, freaking! me lady of Sass!
Excellent! I’m cheering you on. I can’t speak with my face so I will never be Sass Queen or Sass Princess or Sass in waiting…probably giggle queen, which just doesn’t have that ring or vibe or much of anything to it….sigh.
Keep it coming!
Lol Sascha…You got the Sas…in your nameπ So you’ve got to be Sass Queen. And I am guilty of giggles too. Thus I decree…Sass Queens are entitled to giggle as well π
Maybe sass and giggles (which makes a great blog name, btw) go hand in hand.
Yes. They actually do. π
Dear Sascha,
I invited you to take up the three quote-three day challenge. Please do accept. It would be wonderful to know what inspires you!
All hail the great and mighty sass queenπββοΈπ
Lol. Thanks. πππ
This is hilarious and oh so sassy ππΌ fellow sass apprentice sharing her appreciation to the Sass Queen ! Gaby x
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Thank you Gaby! π