I suppose makeup is one, the pandemic did it for me, not having to dress up and go anywhere, although for a while I put on makeup for Zoom calls.
Another one? I gradually began tossing out my bottles of nail polish. I used to polish my nails, but then it got to be too much. I'm always cooking and cleaning, and I don't want pieces of polish falling off while I work.
Moreover, polishing one's nails always seemed to be such a frivolous thing, of being a woman of luxury who doesn't do any kind of manual labor.
I have so many thoughts... thank you for sharing your article about the breast pumps. I work full time at a reasonably flexible job with great “wellness” rooms and have spent two of the past three years pumping at work for my kids. The breast pump fills me with so many emotions; from gratitude for having the tool to rage that I need it in the first place. I think for the tool to give freedom it needs to be freely chosen. For me it was the least bad option in an economy that presumes a two-income household. Why aren’t there more part time options in more industries?
When I was a girl, when the topic of “what do you want to do when you grow up?” came up. I felt almost ashamed of my desires to nurture, to teach - those were girlish and I was talented enough that people felt I had the potential to break glass ceilings in business or science should I put my mind to it. I felt it was a duty to represent in an underrepresented space instead of embracing my own desires as good and worth pursuing.
Now in my current field (building maintenance), I often see the tension play back and forth between the push to standardize and optimize the technician’s processes, measuring performance by creating nice and neat quantitative data and that fact that not only people but the physical world is messy and the most efficient way of doing something can be having familiarity to know that particular machine sometimes sticks unless you wiggle this piece juuust so. I don’t think these necessarily have to be opposing forces. But they need to be held in balance to work together. There is a limit to how much the messiness of the physical can be forced into an repeatable automated process, but the quantitative data can be a useful tool to help give deeper insights into the bigger picture and trends.
Like the breast pump, tools should be chosen to enhance our abilities and freedom in the world, but they can easily be misused to force us into standardized boxes at someone else’s convenience and ignore the need human need to interact and accommodate the individual (“Why do you need more time off with your child? You have a breast pump!” “Why are you complaining about you need help with your baby? You chose to not use contraception!”)
To be perfectly honest, I have not ever felt "unwelcome" as woman in this world. Is it then the "world" that is unwelcoming to women, or specific arenas of the world that are not welcoming? I have felt unwelcome in different arenas of life, but never because I was a woman.
I love the way you put this! A thriving community includes a variety of people trying their best, and different ways of engaging & being & communicating are a vital part of what makes communities thrive. Trying to dictate "moral purity" through make up a certain way (or no makeup) doesn't get us there. And constantly being on the defensive, searching for grievances, is also not a way to create the community we desire!
I will say, I used to be very much in the 'catcalls are not a big deal' camp, but I think it's hard to make the case that they don't stem from a place of people feeling entitlement toward women & women's bodies, similar to the preoccupation you referred to in the conservative circles. It would be better to live in a community where women weren't expected to tolerate sexual / sexualized comments.
I think that is spot on about how our belief systems and/or how we were raised affect how we perceive or process our experiences. I grew up in a rural conservative living community that was quite egalitarian. It was probably both the Scandanavian influence and agrarian lifestyle. As kids we even called adults, save for teachers, by their first names. I also grew up Catholic and in my house one was expected to be reasonably modest, as fashion choices can send the wrong message and bring undue attention to oneself, but there was no neurosis about make-up, or hair, or overly covering oneself. We were taught to be reasonably cautious and aware of our circumstances and surroundings and to not put ourselves in potentially compromising situations to begin with, especially with the opposite sex.
I, too, can count on one hand how many times I've been harassed, even having bartended for a year. Yes, sometimes idiots behaved badly towards me, but I generally wouldn't take it personally because they were just that...idiots behaving badly. Which said more about them than me, in my mind, and sometimes I would tell them so straight out.
I do recognize the importance of understanding the culture around you, however. Because my friends and I grew up in this egalitarian environment around generally decent guys, there was a little naivete for some in foreign situations. While my parents cautioned me against imprudent situations with boys/men, two of my friends tragically experienced rape when they were studying abroad because they put themselves in imprudent situations inviting guys back to their rooms in places where that meant you were inviting them to do something very specific. I do not blame them - they didn't know that was the expectation, but it was imprudent nonetheless.
I suppose makeup is one, the pandemic did it for me, not having to dress up and go anywhere, although for a while I put on makeup for Zoom calls.
Another one? I gradually began tossing out my bottles of nail polish. I used to polish my nails, but then it got to be too much. I'm always cooking and cleaning, and I don't want pieces of polish falling off while I work.
Moreover, polishing one's nails always seemed to be such a frivolous thing, of being a woman of luxury who doesn't do any kind of manual labor.
I have so many thoughts... thank you for sharing your article about the breast pumps. I work full time at a reasonably flexible job with great “wellness” rooms and have spent two of the past three years pumping at work for my kids. The breast pump fills me with so many emotions; from gratitude for having the tool to rage that I need it in the first place. I think for the tool to give freedom it needs to be freely chosen. For me it was the least bad option in an economy that presumes a two-income household. Why aren’t there more part time options in more industries?
When I was a girl, when the topic of “what do you want to do when you grow up?” came up. I felt almost ashamed of my desires to nurture, to teach - those were girlish and I was talented enough that people felt I had the potential to break glass ceilings in business or science should I put my mind to it. I felt it was a duty to represent in an underrepresented space instead of embracing my own desires as good and worth pursuing.
Now in my current field (building maintenance), I often see the tension play back and forth between the push to standardize and optimize the technician’s processes, measuring performance by creating nice and neat quantitative data and that fact that not only people but the physical world is messy and the most efficient way of doing something can be having familiarity to know that particular machine sometimes sticks unless you wiggle this piece juuust so. I don’t think these necessarily have to be opposing forces. But they need to be held in balance to work together. There is a limit to how much the messiness of the physical can be forced into an repeatable automated process, but the quantitative data can be a useful tool to help give deeper insights into the bigger picture and trends.
Like the breast pump, tools should be chosen to enhance our abilities and freedom in the world, but they can easily be misused to force us into standardized boxes at someone else’s convenience and ignore the need human need to interact and accommodate the individual (“Why do you need more time off with your child? You have a breast pump!” “Why are you complaining about you need help with your baby? You chose to not use contraception!”)
To be perfectly honest, I have not ever felt "unwelcome" as woman in this world. Is it then the "world" that is unwelcoming to women, or specific arenas of the world that are not welcoming? I have felt unwelcome in different arenas of life, but never because I was a woman.
I love the way you put this! A thriving community includes a variety of people trying their best, and different ways of engaging & being & communicating are a vital part of what makes communities thrive. Trying to dictate "moral purity" through make up a certain way (or no makeup) doesn't get us there. And constantly being on the defensive, searching for grievances, is also not a way to create the community we desire!
I will say, I used to be very much in the 'catcalls are not a big deal' camp, but I think it's hard to make the case that they don't stem from a place of people feeling entitlement toward women & women's bodies, similar to the preoccupation you referred to in the conservative circles. It would be better to live in a community where women weren't expected to tolerate sexual / sexualized comments.
I think that is spot on about how our belief systems and/or how we were raised affect how we perceive or process our experiences. I grew up in a rural conservative living community that was quite egalitarian. It was probably both the Scandanavian influence and agrarian lifestyle. As kids we even called adults, save for teachers, by their first names. I also grew up Catholic and in my house one was expected to be reasonably modest, as fashion choices can send the wrong message and bring undue attention to oneself, but there was no neurosis about make-up, or hair, or overly covering oneself. We were taught to be reasonably cautious and aware of our circumstances and surroundings and to not put ourselves in potentially compromising situations to begin with, especially with the opposite sex.
I, too, can count on one hand how many times I've been harassed, even having bartended for a year. Yes, sometimes idiots behaved badly towards me, but I generally wouldn't take it personally because they were just that...idiots behaving badly. Which said more about them than me, in my mind, and sometimes I would tell them so straight out.
I do recognize the importance of understanding the culture around you, however. Because my friends and I grew up in this egalitarian environment around generally decent guys, there was a little naivete for some in foreign situations. While my parents cautioned me against imprudent situations with boys/men, two of my friends tragically experienced rape when they were studying abroad because they put themselves in imprudent situations inviting guys back to their rooms in places where that meant you were inviting them to do something very specific. I do not blame them - they didn't know that was the expectation, but it was imprudent nonetheless.