I wore Leather pants to college today. Just black "disco pants" or "wet look leggings" or anything else you may call them. Think Sexy Sandy at the end of Grease.
So I was loving life with my stretchy pants being all comfortable, and then I found the bad points of tight leathery pants. It's the reaction you get to your pants.
What makes people (specifically boys) think they can just comment in a girls appearance and have it mean nothing? Here was the general thoughts I received;
*Woah what material is that?
*I'm surprised your mother let you out in them!
*Can I feel them?
*So...are you a slut?
Seriously? SERIOUSLY?
The thing that angered me was that males have no real equivalent. Whereas we may be called a slag for wearing something too low cut/short/see through, they are not judged or labeled about their sexuality as girls are. Of course we all make assumptions, as I feel clothes show who you are! Clothes help us to represent ourselves, so I don't disagree with that. We choose to dress ourselves a certain way so with that I have no problem.
It's the idea that women can be sluts by the way we dress. But what even is a slut? Do not define my levels of promiscuity based on the material of my pants! Jeez. Who said you could judge me and my personal life choices?
It's just when a certain type of clothing makes me fit into a certain box. Or be thought to behave in a certain way. I also felt treated a little differently today. In Maths my leg got felt (apparently to feel the fabric but whatever) which wouldn't have happened if I was wearing something less...smooth. Subtly I was definitely treated differently. Perhaps I was acting differently. I like those leggings because I feel really confident and fun in them! But wearing them doesn't change who I am. I could be wearing a calf length skirt and a long sleeved cardigan, but me as a person is still the same. Though my clothes are the different, my "slut levels" are the same.
Actually, think I disagree with the word slut. No. Stop criticising my life choices. Stop defining me by my outfit. And for gods sake, please just get off my pleather pants.
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