A post written in January 2019 and which has been in my drafts folder for too long. Even though I don’t feel the anger anymore (even though something similar happened just a couple of weeks ago) I did back then, I still want to share this.
This is a bit of a rant…
Today I was looked at with open disapproval.
I first caught the eye of an older man, looking me in the eyes with something that conveyed a kind of lust. Our eyes locked for a moment and then his eyes flashed down to my legs. I just noticed him looking back at my face when I was already turning my head away. Yes, I was wearing net tights and I guess in this religious little town of ours, that’s still an eye catcher. I caught up with Master T inside the supermarket (I normally drop him at the door and then go search for a parking spot), and we went about our business of grocery shopping.
It was while I waited for Master T to pay that I saw an older woman look at my legs, then my face, and when she saw me looking at her, she turned her head away. Her expression was blank. Inwardly, I smiled. This happened a second time and I almost – almost – smiled at her.
We started walking to the exit and that was when it happened. Another older woman – although younger than the other two – approached from the door. I wouldn’t have noticed her was it not that we had to stop and let someone pass. I saw her looking at my legs, then at my face with pure disgust written all over hers. She almost snarled at me before she looked me up and down again.
Suddenly my blood cooked.
“Yes, lady, I am wearing net tights and no, that doesn’t make me a slut at all.”
I didn’t say that to her, but mumbled it under my breath just loud enough for Master T to hear.
I started wearing net tights with my ‘day clothes’ in the winter of 2017. Before that, those tights were only worn to sexy dates, or for sexy photos. However, I feel there us nothing wrong with wearing nets, especially not when I combine it with my ‘normal’ clothes. People who know me and have seen me in real life know I am always dressed ‘properly’. A dress – sometimes short but never too – pumps in summer, boots and tights in winter. When I wear net tights, I always wear sheer tights underneath.
Wearing net tights doesn’t make me a slut by definition. It’s 2019 for god’s sake! And even if it did make me a slut, it’s still 2019 for god’s sake! Don’t judge me on the way I dress. My clothes doesn’t say shit about the person I am.
No, that’s not entirely true.
My clothes IS who I am. But, don’t only look at one element of what I am wearing. I will never go out, wearing something that will shock others. Sometimes I think about it, but I never do it because it will just make me feel uncomfortable, which means it will make others feel uncomfortable too.
When I dress, I dress with care.
When I wear net tights with my day clothes, I have thought about it carefully and I know I am well-dressed. I feel it. So there is no reason at all to give me that look of disapproval. Even though you are from a generation before me… please just lighten up and go with the times!
It’s 2019, for god’s sake!
© Rebel’s Notes