Upon request, this video is the first (of probably many) documenting casual encounters with street harassment – what happens, and how I deal with these encounters!
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Can you imagine if this happened at 7-11’s, here in the US?
… but I am actually really impressed with this tumblr called Orgasmic Tips for Girls; what I’ve basically taken from that title (after looking through the content), is that it’s “female friendly”, and talks very openly/candidly about areas of sexuality you might not always feel like you can.
So no, I’m not changing my mind and jumping on some bandwagon of sorts – I still strongly identify as porn and kink critical. And as controversial as some would like to make it, I still take issue with many things that have taken to snagging up the self-identifier “feminist porn” (Note: OTfG does not identify as such). This site though, is really cool. And all I’m saying is that if you are curious about something sexually, and you want a safe website where you can explore that without being triggered every other second (because, boy, do I get that), check this site out. There are scenes done that are focused on female pleasure for the sole sake of female pleasure, as opposed to, you know, male gazey shiznit.
Looking through the archive (like I did), you’ll see there is graphic/explicit content (ie. close-up shots of genitalia that showcase squirting, PiV penetration), but there is also non-explicit content; an example of this would be numerous masturbation videos where an individual is just diddling with their hand in their pants… sound familiar? 😉 Maybe that’s what I like most about the site. It seems so real. Oh! There is also a lot of text fantasy sharing
I could go on, but I think I’ll just let you check it out for yourself (if you’d like). Obviously, the site is NSFW.
Like most women, I am (unfortunately) all too used to being cat-called. It’s surely an every day occurrence and has come to faze me very little, if at all – another thing that is pretty unfortunate if you really think about it. I handle myself “well”. Tonight, however, was really the first time in my adult life that I remember being cat-called and then feeling pure embarrassment and humiliation afterwards.
Oddly enough though, this embarrassment was over probably the “tamest” cat-call I’ve ever received.
I was in front of my local 7-11, returning a movie from RedBox – and for all you slut-shamers who are wondering: I was wearing Soffe gym shorts, a racerback tank top (which showed zero cleavage), a big sweater over my shoulders, and combat boots. As I’m standing in front of this RedBox contraption, trying to get it to take back my movie, these two dudes drive by in their car and yelled “Damn girl!” before grunting a few times. Then they were gone.
Why was this so humiliating? Surely I’ve heard so much worse? Yes, I have. But as I began to turn around and walk back towards my car, I see the guy in line behind me, leering at what they had exclaimed “Damn!” to, and snickering. Behind him, I see a man in his car who had a look of pity that seemed to read, “It must suck to be a woman, having to deal with that shit…. Now where was I…? Oh yeah – what should I have for dinner?” Apparently he’s not all that concerned after-all…
On the brief drive home I got myself pretty worked up, not thinking about the actual cat-call itself, but the two very different reactions that these men had, and how they are both two sides of a very problematic coin.
Q.) I know you’ve been posting a lot of body positive stuff so I want to ask, is it ok to not like certain parts of your body at least if their a logical reason? As I’ve mentioned before I’m FtM transgender and my boobs are really big ;-; as much as I like breasts I really don’t want really noticeable impossible to hide boobs on me. I don’t hate myself… just not all that pleased with nature.
A.) I like to tread carefully when it comes to body positive stuff, and really body-related stuff in general, because they can have a great effect. If you or anyone else has a follow-up question or clarification bout my wording or phrasing, please let me know!
In my opinion, I think it would be a bad idea to tell someone that it’s wrong to not like a certain part of their body. You can’t assume to know what another’s relationship has been like, what the history has been, and what it’s like now.
I also think telling someone that it’s wrong to have problem with their body is unrealistic – given the image-saturated society we live in, it’s probably inevitable at some point for everyone, right? If I went around proclaiming “I love everything about my body; it’s fabulous, and I’ve always thought so…” <— This would not only be completely untrue, but it would also make others feel like something was wrong with them for having trouble with this notion in the first place. That’s why I think it’s much better to simply be honest with yourself about how you feel and where you at. When in doubt, I aim for self-love, which can work its way to your exterior, but has a definite inward focus.
It’s great that you like your boobs, but if you are concerned about your gender presentation, or just how comfortable you’re feeling in your own skin publicly, it makes perfect sense that you might have some less than pleasant feelings on that front. I am a ciswoman, so I cannot and would not presume to know how you are feeling, but the situation does seem to be little bit of a cognitive dissonance.
I was sitting outside enjoying the nice SoCal weather, when I realized I was having a “Hey, I feel good about my body” kind of day – so I took a picture. Granted, it’s not really a good one, and I didn’t spend time “photoshooting it up”, taking lots, and then picking the sole keeper – anyway, this is the photo I took – it makes me happy.
What I like about it specifically, and why I find it so body positive, is that it shows my soft (or “squishy” as my partner likes to fondly say) parts. I look at this photo and it reminds me of going on one of those big slides that state fairs have during the summer.
We start going down and we hit the first bump (my boobs), we go down further and hit the fluff that shows up from my belly in pooch from when I sit down – and then of course I have a bountiful hips and thighs… that’s the advanced slope. 😉
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