"Smart boy to bimbo girl" pipeline is a fun meme, but it'd be healthy for a lot of trans fems to accept that many of us were LESS intellectual before transition. Being a contrarian jackass isn't smart, it's just annoying.
Playing at being a bimbo can be a good step on the road to reforming that. It was for me. And if "bimbo" is truly where you want to stay, more power to you. For me it was ultimately a holding pattern to ground myself in things I knew I liked (impulsiveness, passion, big colorful feelings) while I constructed an idea of intelligence that wasn't about keeping myself miserable.
I understand that some of us--again, I sure did--fell into this maladaptive coping mechanism of claiming we valued intelligence, logic, rationality when we really just meant "maybe if I keep myself an emotionless robot I can stay numb to this agony inside", using it to avoid facing our dysphoria.
But that was dumb! That was a deeply stupid self-destructive way to treat ourselves, and while we claimed it was about reason and reserve, we were ultimately being anti-intellectual in the most visceral way possible --literally rejecting a core truth of our own personalities, our own minds!
Again, I cannot emphasize this strongly enough, if you LOVE being a bimbo, fantastic, all power to you. But I see a lot of clearly brilliant women, both trans and cis, who're afraid to take pride in their own minds. I understand the fear of being seen as haughty, of someone trying to cut you down, but we shouldn't have to angle-grind our intelligence away to be accepted. Lemme rephrase: we DON'T have to. You can find people who will love the vastness of your mind--some of them are probably already around you because they can sense it, they can see it in the way you speak and act.
But they can't tell you they love it because you're so, so adamant that you're an idiot, and while they probably sense dissonance in that--
(again, if you really like being a bimbo, I'm not talking to you right now, you're fine. Don't be That Person, okay?)
--they don't want to hurt you by pushing.
It's understandable to shy away from claiming yourself as a smart girl. Smart girls are sad and angry and combative. Always making speeches, always cutting other people down, pushing them away, unable to let the tiniest things slide. They're joyless and dour and lustless, right?
No! No, we're not! Society screams those stereotypes into you but they're all fake! You can love what your mind can do--I phrase it thusly because intelligence is relative, comes in many forms, and Void there's a fuckton of grossness in trying to objectively quantify it--while still loving your impulses, your emotions, your horniness. The division's false in the first place! Your feelings ARE a form of intellect! They are a way of interfacing with and understanding yourself and others, one of the most important ones! You may think you're protecting yourself denying your intelligence, but really, you're cutting new scars into your psyche a thousand times a day.
If there's a part of you that badly wants to be the smart girl, the clever girl who sees whole horizons, who thinks so deeply, who puts the pieces together, who's so wildly inventive and labyrinthine--it is never too late to reach inside and wake that girl up. The rest of you isn't gone, just numb. Some of the wake-up's going to suck. When limbs go too long without circulation, there's some damage. Healing hurts like a barbed-wire hangover when it starts. But you'll be happy for it in the end. You'll be more you.
The whole point of this is to be the kind of women WE want to be, right?
That means brainiacs too. And for all my fellow sluts, you know sex, kink, and porn are all skills you can learn, right? You can use all that brain power to make yourself SO FUCKING HORNY.
Can't think of a better note to close on than that!~