This past week I saw three girls wearing skirts without tights and almost cried. To others, bare legs might signal the imminent arrival of a glorious spring; a well-earned respite from blizzards, hypothermia, and unflattering parkas. To me, the rising temperature only means that I now have to start shaving my legs more than once a month. Part of me feels like I should protest the patriarchal leg hair double-standard and throw away my razor in a gutsy statement for gender equality, but I signed an online petition protesting the use of Photoshop in Seventeen Magazine like a week ago, and there’s only so much protesting a girl can do.
OUTGOING: The honeymoon period
This past week I saw three girls wearing skirts without tights and almost cried. To others, bare legs might signal the imminent arrival of a glorious spring; a well-earned respite from blizzards, hypothermia, and unflattering parkas. To me, the rising temperature only means that I now have to start shaving my legs more than once a month. Part of me feels like I should protest the patriarchal leg hair double-standard and throw away my razor in a gutsy statement for gender equality, but I signed an online petition protesting the use of Photoshop in Seventeen Magazine like a week ago, and there’s only so much protesting a girl can do.