(For every idiot who searched for porn, FYI, women are human.)
Ok, I’m pissed off. Apparently I’m not allowed to wear pyjamas around “male company”. This male company happened to be three teenaged friends of my sisters who invited themselves to our house. It is late afternoon, I’ve just had a shower and I change into my PJs. I was forced to change clothes by mother dearest. Part of the reason is because you can see the shadow of my nipples if you look hard enough. Boo freaking hoo.
When female friends come over I can run around in my pyjamas with impunity. Why should I go through the trouble of changing just because some rude guests have a Y chromosome? Do my nipples have laser beams of “teh sex” shooting from them?
Also, why are my shirts thin enough that you can see my nipples through ‘em? It isn’t like I go out of my way to buy thin shirts. I’m putting my money on a nefarious plot to force us wear bras and/or buy new clothes after our crappy ones have worn out.
You know what I really really want? For the female body not to be so sexualised.
If the mystical birthday faerie is feeling kind, then can I have control over my own uterus, regardless of the government in power? Also, if I’m super good can I please have an end to worldwide patriarchy? PLEASE.