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I woke up on a dirt road and walked home without shoes.  I changed and packed a bag before my roommate came back from class and asked me questions I didn’t know the answer to like where I had been the night before or who I was with.  Shaking, confused, and nauseous I parked near a school and napped in my backseat.  I drove to the next town over and emptied my bank account to rent a hotel room for the night.
The desk clerk looked at me with eyes full of concern, but didn’t ask any questions.  My arms were covered in bruises, my hair was full of dirt, and I was limping.  In my room I undressed and looked at myself for the first time since the attack.  Surely this body wasn’t mine??  No, this body belonged to the man I didn’t know who had littered my skin with his fingerprints. 
I let scolding hot water pour down on me for an hour and fifteen minutes.  I had hoped that the physical pain would take my mind off of my exhaustion but the burn of the water cleaning out my cuts only reminded me that what had happened the night before was very real.  Alone in the king sized bed I could feel myself shrinking.  I was smaller than I had ever been before.  At 11:11 I wished that I didn’t exist and fell asleep.
-Kerry Smith
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Here’s the thing. Men in our culture have been socialized to believe that their opinions on women’s appearance matter a lot. Not all men buy into this, of course, but many do. Some seem incapable of entertaining the notion that not everything women do with their appearance is for men to look at. This is why men’s response to women discussing stifling beauty norms is so often something like “But I actually like small boobs!” and “But I actually like my women on the heavier side, if you know what I mean!” They don’t realize that their individual opinion on women’s appearance doesn’t matter in this context, and that while it might be reassuring for some women to know that there are indeed men who find them fuckable, that’s not the point of the discussion.

Women, too, have been socialized to believe that the ultimate arbiters of their appearance are men, that anything they do with their appearance is or should be “for men.” That’s why women’s magazines trip over themselves to offer up advice on “what he wants to see you wearing” and “what men think of these current fashion trends” and “wow him with these new hairstyles.” While women can and do judge each other’s appearance harshly, many of us grew up being told by mothers, sisters, and female strangers that we’ll never “get a man” or “keep a man” unless we do X or lose some fat from Y, unless we moisturize//trim/shave/push up/hide/show/”flatter”/paint/dye/exfoliate/pierce/surgically alter this or that.

That’s also why when a woman wears revealing clothes, it’s okay, in our society, to assume that she’s “looking for attention” or that she’s a slut and wants to sleep with a bunch of guys. Because why else would a woman wear revealing clothes if not for the benefit of men and to communicate her sexual availability to them, right? It can’t possibly have anything to do with the fact that it’s hot out or it’s more comfortable or she likes how she looks in it or everything else is in the laundry or she wants to get a tan or maybe she likes women and wants attention from them, not from men?

The result of all this is that many men, even kind and well-meaning men, believe, however subconsciously, that women’s bodies are for them. They are for them to look at, for them to pass judgment on, for them to bless with a compliment if they deign to do so. They are not for women to enjoy, take pride in, love, accept, explore, show off, or hide as they please. They are for men and their pleasure.

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Why You Shouldn’t Tell That Random Girl On The Street That She’s Hot » Brute Reason (via ellesugars)

I was talking to a coworker about this the other day. He wondered why girls wore such tiny skirts to clubs and i just mentioned “idk maybe cus we like to dress fancy and its fucking hot at clubs?” and he got ultra-defensive afterwards and part of me is like “they dont even think this through.” For a guy to think, to even dare think that a woman sometimes is not doing things for attention of the opposite sex is such a radical idea is a sobering thought.

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I firmly believe in small gestures: pay for their coffee, hold the door for strangers, over tip, smile or try to be kind even when you don’t feel like it, pay compliments, chase the kid’s runaway ball down the sidewalk and throw it back to him, try to be larger than you are— particularly when it’s difficult. People do notice, people appreciate. I appreciate it when it’s done to (for) me. Small gestures can be an effort, or actually go against our grain (“I’m not a big one for paying compliments…”), but the irony is that almost every time you make them, you feel better about yourself. For a moment life suddenly feels lighter, a bit more Gene Kelly dancing in the rain.

— Jonathan Carroll (via browndresswithwhitedots)
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