Until the past year or so I used to receive messages from close girl friends with so called ‘raunchy’ photos, with a text saying , ‘ Kymara can I post this or will I get shit’
And me being a sensitive empathetic little sparkle, I’d reply something like, ‘do what you want you’ll probably get comments but you look hot so…’
The ‘so…’ implying that I predict you will receive derogatory feedback (because I have motherfucking superpowers) but I support your assthetic. So beforehand these girls would be sweating buckets pluckin’ up the courage to post these photos because in the mind of a woman protecting her self esteem and mentality it was a riskier than overtly showing support towards Theresa May. Like, this shit got the the point where you’d question, “will I have to duck a bitch when walking the street, you know, or am I going to be fed grape vines by a hubba hubba after this post?”
So she’d post it and dun dun dunnnnnnnnn…
She’d have to duck a bitch.
Mutual friends would see me and pass comments such as, ‘did you see what she posted on insta the other day 😵’ like they’ve never seen a titty before.
But none of this made sense really like my girl she looked hot and I’m not taking ‘let’s-post-a-picture-that targets-heterosexual-males-and-I-will-gain-lots-of-male-attention-which-will-stimulate-my endorphins’ kind of hot. I’m talking the kind of sexy that we ALL get off to. So me knowing that in any case you’d look at the photo and know it was aesthetically pleasing, for it to receive negative comments was illogical. It was almost as if something needed to happen, something powerful, captivating, a movement maybe.
AND ALONG CAME THIS WAVE OF FEMINISM.
Millions of girls all around the world were abducted by a UFO (ultra-female organisation) they were then taken to a field of daffodils, stood in a single file and each took a punch in the face by me to knock some sense into them. Anyway as a previous UFC fighter the punch was that hard that it actually emitted electromagnetic brainwaves which radiated other females around the world. We call this the wave of feminism. It was so beautiful
…because since the incident (my secrets out now) I am glad to have seen girls post their bums, tums, thighs, underwear, toes (mmm), armpits, cats… the point is girls are posting whatever the hell they want with no hesitation. It’s incredible.
The thing I’ve noticed the most is the support from other women, it’s ‘this is beautiful!’ It’s less objectifying. It’s normalising the body and so called ‘flaws’ it’s a process, a necessity.
So thank you for making me proud! Thankyou for making me noticing the movement, Hannah in your swimsuit, Joely in your fishnets and knicks, Lucy with the witty captions about your own ass, Neve with the stockings, naked Elle and her pillow, Beth naked in bed, Megan in her Calvin Kleins, girlgaze with every body out there!
So to any woman hesitating, there’s no need! We support each other.
WE DO NOT GET OUR TITS OUT FOR THE LADS . WE GET OUR TITS OUT FOR THE BANTS, FOR THE BANTS!