They didn’t like my naked body. My roughed up, pale skin My nestled dark hair on the sides of my armskins My tiny ******* peeking, cusp of womanhood
“The naked body isn’t natural, you’ve misunderstood.”
Oh okay, so today I’ll put on my miniskirt.
“You clearly hold no respect for yourself and are conforming to these Hollywood standards that a woman must look like a ****. How un-feminist of yourself.”
Oh, then today I’ll put on a dress.
“What are you doing? Conforming to patriarchy? To this idea that you must be the epitome of innocence and revel in this idea a girl must be a silly fool?”
Fine, today I’Il put on a T-Shirt.
“Goodness! No sense of style! No sense of class! No sense of taste! As a woman, you should be trying to look the part of one that is polished!”
What a ******* mess. FINE! Maybe I should wear a nun’s dress!
“Oh no, today that’s suggestive, a costume for Halloween,”