femininity/making it strange
When femininity means being small, smooth-skinned, without body hair, unable to walk confidently or capably, high-voiced, with big eyes, usually dressed in colorful clothes, attracted to shiny and sparkly objects, silly, charming, illogical, giggly, pouty, emotional, irrational, impressionable, incompetent, physically weak, and dependent—how do we not recognize that this is essentially a description of a baby or a toddler?
I don’t think our individual fashion choices make or break the patriarchy but this point could use more consideration than it gets. What does it do to a woman every time she decides to remove the markers of being an adult, and make herself more baby-like in order to be acceptable or attractive to men? What does compliance cost us?
If this idea of femininity looks normal to you, try seeing how strange it actually is. These are some disturbing underpinnings.
