Neliza Drew has worked with crazy lawyers, crazy boat captains, crazy advertisers, and crazy students.
She is a cranky educator who loves summer, Hubby, and her minions (okay, they’re cats). When not writing, she can be found reading, running, shooting (photos & sometimes guns), biking, or enjoying the local music scene. She eats a lot of tofu, but makes up for it with booze and swearing.
Her first novel, Burning for Burning, is complete at ≈ 80,000 words.
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Hi! I’m Sue, and I’m from SlimKicker, a fitness/diet app and website. I bumped into your blog yesterday and it captured my interest!
I’m contacting you b/c we’re about to release a fitness tracker (similar to FitBit) early next year, and are looking for bloggers who would be interested in receiving 1 for free to review when it is out (negative or positive).
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Anyway, hope to hear back either way…
- Sue
P.S. You can choose not to publish this comment as this is more of a private comment
Um, no. This is in the same family as the apologists arguments. It’s not “she asked for it” so much as “she was asking for something.”
The women I know don’t dress for other people. They dress for themselves. They wear what they feel comfortable in, what they think flatters them, what’s appropriate to the occasion or weather. The same applies to men. A guy washing his car on a mid-July day probably isn’t wearing a business suit, but taking his shirt off or wearing shorts doesn’t mean he’s trying to “hook up.”
If a woman’s skirt comes a few inches above her knee, it’s not because she wants you (or anyone else) per se. It might be because it was the only one she could afford and the fit’s off. Or because it shrank upward in the wash. Or because she thinks it’s flattering. Or because she’s tall and it’s hard to find shirts that come lower. Or because she’s short and feels longer skirts make her look dumpy or frumpy or some other unappealing adjective.
If a woman’s wearing shorts and a tank top while running, it’s probably because it’s 85 degrees in the shade with humidity approaching triple digits and she’s trying to avoid heat stroke, not because she’s putting out a “hit this” signal. In fact, when I’m running, I don’t want to interact with anyone – no matter what I’m wearing. I don’t want to be smiled at or whistled at or talked to or commented on or flattered or discussed. I don’t want to interrupted. I want to be in the bubble of my thoughts and my breathing and my form and the music on my ipod. I don’t want to have to inventory myself for potential weapons. I don’t want to have to carry weapons. I don’t want to run through defensive maneuvers and counter attacks in my head. I don’t want to waste gas because someone thought my shorts told him to follow me home when I’m done.
If a woman puts on a sundress, it’s probably because it’s summer. A tight sweater might mean, “I worked hard for these abs and I like seeing the results of my work” not “hey, I need a mate.” It might also mean, “it’s been a few weeks since I made it to Zumba and this thing isn’t fitting like it did when I bought it” or even “I can’t believe my roommate put my favorite sweater in the dryer, maybe I can stretch it back out.”
If a woman wears heels with her jeans, it might be because her lower back hurts and the elevation makes it feel better. Or it’s because they match her shirt. Or it’s because she felt like it. It doesn’t mean she’s looking, interested, or in the mood to be annoyed or assaulted.
If women are dressing for anyone other than themselves, it’s often for work or for other women. There’s a weird psychology in that, but it’s often true and it’s especially true among the fashionistas. They’re showing off their style to like-minded stylish people, not necessarily trying to mate with anyone.
We’re not wild animals who only put out our plumage when we’re in heat. We might do that, too, but not everyone gets married and immediately starts wearing only circus tents and baggy sweatpants. Not because we’re looking for more, but because it makes us feel good, or because we don’t want the neighbors talking about how we let ourselves go, or because we live in the same neighborhood as a potential employer and we want to leave a good impression if we run into him/her, or because we like clothes, or because we were on our way to an event when we pulled into the grocery store to pick up something or because it’s none of anyone’s business but ours.