I am sick and tired of people's obsessions and their self-righteousness when it comes to what women wear. It is not a woman’s burden to impress everybody in her society, nor is that even possible to do so. If she poses nude in the pages of a magazine, what’s it to you? If she is entirely covered except for her face, hands and feet behind her desk at work or completely covered while grocery shopping, what’s it to you? If she’s wearing a midriff and short shorts, what’s it to you? If her clothing and style is androgynous, what’s it to you? If she’s dressed in male clothing, what’s it to you? No – really – what is it to you?
There are self-righteous critics from all sides of the spectrum chastising women for presenting themselves in ways they deem unacceptable. For example, there are certain groups in society - intolerant, anti-diversity types - who criticise hijabi women for wearing the hijab in the first place, and then there are others who attack women for wearing the hijab in a way they don't approve of (they're normally from within the Muslim community).
Women just can't please anyone, can they? There has also been a recent fuss over Egyptian woman Aliaa al-Mahdy, also known as the 'nude blogger', for posting nude photos of herself in protest of Egypt's misogyny and the shaming of women. Local figure Deborah Hutton has also been copping flack at the moment for posing nude on the cover of Women's Weekly.
Modesty police and threat-to-our-way-of life police plague the place. And I’m tired of reading and listening to misinformed and judgmental people attempt at explaining why so-and-so lady did the wrong thing by wearing such-and-such. In an idealistic world, a woman should not have to put up with, or even expect, any kind of response to what she wears – whether it’s applause and admiration, or scathing criticism. But since our world is far from anything idealistic, I support admiration over condemnation. To hell with your obsession.