i fucking hate that i’ve been shaving + not shaving for over twenty years (i sometimes shave my armpits and legs, but i mostly don’t) and i still have hunt down a long-sleeved dress for friend’s daughter’s bat mitzvah to toss in a suitcase for next week…because i don’t know what the vibe there is going to be, and i don’t want to be seen as too eccentric or impolite to my hosts. (this happened, today. and it didn’t even occur to me to think about it until i saw this article an hour later).
the only thing to do upon seeing a story this weird, is to continue to push the idea out into the world, where it may be seen by girls everywhere who are being force-fed the opposite message.
hey girl…you do have a choice.
and the choice should not be a bullshit-lip-service choice - one that every woman claims to have but doesn’t actually feel deep down because they’re truly afraid of raised eyebrows if they lift their arms up in a sleeveless dress.
it should be a real, actual choice.
i hope we get to point in my lifetime where people give no actual fuck.
we’ll get there someday.
via the age