I always get cat called (Term coined by the patriarchy so we don’t call it what it is, STREET HARASSMENT), every single fucking time I put a foot out of my house. No exceptions, ever since I was 12.
I don’t dress very modestly. I always wear mini skirts, lace everywhere (That makes some of my outfits look a bit like lingerie), lots of make-up, low cut shirts and tight clothes in general.
I wanted to see what it was like to go out and for once not be harassed, just one time, because I’ve literally had no peace whenever I’m out of my house since I’m 12. So, I tried what bigots always tell you; dress modestly.
Guess what? IT DIDN’T FUCKING WORK.
Today, my outfit consisted on the one you can see in my latest pictures, PLUS a huge, extremely baggy, cleavageless, non translucent, black shirt. You could not see the shape of my ass, you could not see the shape of my boobs, you could not see any of my curves. You could only see my legs, and not *that* much of them. I was literally wearing Goth pjs.
And it was just like any other day. Still treated as a walking blow up doll.
So fuck your modesty, if it won’t get me shit, I’ll keep dressing as slutty as I want.