As a member of a University ‘network’ on Facebook, I sometimes get invited to piss-ups (sorry, ‘Events’) held at Uni. The photo accompanying said invitations (which I always have to decline, ever-so-regretfully) have on more than one occasion been of a young woman’s g-string clad arse. There’s nothing like a little bit of adolescent misogyny to make me sad I’ve hit my thirties.
And there’s nothing like an outrageous double standard to make me grumpy on a Monday.
I can’t help but think that if some of those adolescent girls who drunkenly post photos of their barely-covered budding breasts on Facebook had been exposed to a few more images of empowered women unabashedly using their breasts to nourish babies, perhaps they’d appreciate their bodies a little more and treat themselves a little better. Or maybe not. But it’s a nice thought.