It has come to my attention that our fearless leader, Tones, and his LNP, will be celebrating International Women’s Day at a special luncheon today. The luncheon is being held at a club that- get this- excludes women from membership on basis of gender. If they are lucky enough to have a HUSBAND who is a member, they are entitled to a “Partner’s Card”, but that’s about as egalitarian as Tattersall’s gets.
Trigger Warning: This post discusses abortion.
A while ago, I was walking through a Sydney suburb but my mind was a million miles away, as usual. I was so focussed on the the internal that I paid very little attention to my surroundings. I was simply wandering to my destination when I glanced up and saw something that jarred me out of my self-indulgent thoughts. This is what I saw:
Women are already having to worry about being too fat, too thin, too busty, not busty enough, too blonde, too dark, to hairy, too tall, too short, too saggy, too muscly… and apparently, now we are also supposed to invest time and maybe even money in worrying about our mons pubis?!
I have been reading with interest about a woman who used her blog to announce (literally to THE WORLD, though I doubt she realised it at the time) that she would no longer be wearing leggings. The reason is NOT because they conjure up unwelcome memories that 90’s “fashion” of chunky knit sweaters, printed tights and hiking boots. It’s NOT because sometimes they get a bit thin with wear and show off the pattern on your knickers in certain a light. It’s not even because they rarely look good on anyone or because she believes they should be restricted to exercise wear only.