I can wear a dress to work and nobody criticizes me. I’d be really sad if I had to wear pants all the time, they’re just not as comfortable. Let’s normalize pretty dresses for dudes!
I can wear a dress to work and nobody criticizes me. I’d be really sad if I had to wear pants all the time, they’re just not as comfortable. Let’s normalize pretty dresses for dudes!
I agree with your overall sentiment, but I’m good keeping my ugly knees and hairy legs covered.
Feel the cool breeze whisper through your knee hair, join us.
Your body, your choice. If you really don’t like hair you could shave it. I hope you can learn to love your knees, you’ve got 'em for the rest of your life.
He can love his knees without thinking they’re pretty.
He can love his knees without thinking they are pretty, and without feeling shame for them or concern for what others feel about them.
“Can” of course meaning “conceivably possible” (“one can be both rich and unhappy”) and not “easily accomplished” (“one can blink, usually”)
I mean, I’m totally fine with my knees. They work well, they give me no problems. Pretty? haha, no.
Yeah, no. There’s no complex or embarrassment here. I really don’t give a shit what anyone else thinks about my pale weird legs. It’s just personal preference. I’ve never been much for short pants.
But I absolutely, unironically appreciate your word salad at the end there. Masterful writing.