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looks like I triggered more sjws. Keep sending these asks they only fuel my logic. 

Meet George, Jean Paul, Alan, Lorenzo, Fabrizio, and John. They are the CEOs of L'Oreal, Revlon, Estée Lauder, OPI Nail Polish, and MAC Cosmetics. Remember their faces. These men essentially run the $50 billion beauty industry.

1. Coty has no women its board or executive team. Some of Coty’s most well-known beauty brands are Rimmel, Sally Hansen, O.P.I., and Philosophy.

2. Compagnie Financière Richemont has no women on its executive team and 6% female board representation. The company owns the luxury brands Cartier, Montblanc, and Van Cleef and Arpels.

2. L Brands has no women on its executive team and 17% female board representation. L Brands owns Victoria’s Secret and Bath and Body Works.

Beauty and Misogyny: Harmful Cultural Practices in the West

Women Who Wear Makeup Absorb 5 Pounds of Toxic Chemicals Per Year

Suddenly, this man standing on the outskirts of our conversational circle piped up with “actually, I think men are more discriminated against than women these days.”

 All conversation died.

I turned to look at him and he had this smug, insufferable grin on his face, relishing this moment, expecting us to waste our time and energy refuting this ridiculous thing he had just said.

The Devil’s Advocate was among us.

And, in my mind, I saw the next 15+ minutes playing out. The parade of facts and statistics in a vain attempt to defend ourselves, our gender, and to prove that misogyny is real. The glib, snide denials from some shithead who is getting off on our pain and frustration. The Gish Gallop of bullshit that would take a whole evening to properly dismantle. It was depressing and overwhelming. I hated it. I had to kill it before it began.

So I looked him dead in the eye and I said “OK,“ shrugged, and just walked away. 

Nothing I have ever said to another human being has ever been so crushing. As I walked away, I watched the smug grin vanish and confusion and anxiety set in. The rest of the group turned their backs to him and carried on as if he had never spoken - as if he was invisible. He was still staring at me when I walked over to another friend and told her what he had said. I pointed him out for her and made direct eye contact with him while we both laughed.