I hate that capitalistic image of woman who is thriving is a woman who “gets to” endlessly indulge in her appearance, have expensive clothes and makeup and spend her time in salons and she still doesn’t eat a lot or want anything but to be desirable, because this is the worst nightmare scenario. To be so completely distanced from your own humanity and desires, you invest all your time and resources to reducing yourself into a male fantasy which only gets you worthless male attention.
When I imagine women thriving, I see them owning the entire world, I see them powerful and strong, climbing and jumping and laughing, I see them looking exactly as they do, none of them even imagining to change something on their bodies. They’re smug and filled with desires and they chase them without guilt or shame, they eat whatever they want without a second thought that it might make them less valuable in anyone’s eyes. They don’t waste their time on anyone, they have their own property and community, they owe nothing to anyone, they don’t need to appease anyone, nor are they afraid of anyone. They don’t need to become desirable, they know they’re wanted and desired by default, just by being alive, just by existing. They love and get loved in return, but they have places their heart feels content and full even when out of love. They bow down to no one. They don’t know what makeup is. They’re wild and uncontained. They create their own living space and their own environment. They’re adored and respected regardless of their age. They take credit for everything they do and wear it with pride.
If the idea of women thriving isn’t filled with at least this much freedom, power and love, it’s not worth my time.
