More ramblings about fake modesty

Forgot I had a blog or something. Won't promise to keep it updated, because I guess it's better not to make a promise than to make one and break it, right? ...Though I do remember enjoying writing. :)

Came to the website because I saw someone ranting about being modest and thought I had already written something about it (...and I had. Twice. Well, kind of. First one was about equating sexuality with dirtiness, the second quotes a french professor talking about so-called female modesty). It's not like I'm going to change someone's mind, or whatever, it just irks me that people are so uptight and black and white and narrow minded.

Bottom line is this: while I agree that there are social norms which establish that if you dress like a ho you'll be treated like a ho (not necessarily agree with the social norms, but they are what they are for now), I also think that men get away with it way too easy. Gentlemen, women are not just eye candy, they're not for you to ogle, etc.

That said, and realizing how incredibly lucky I am, if my husband is being respectful, and another woman, having the liberty to wear whatever she pleases, does, and my husband gets aroused, it is not the freakin' end of the world. I don't really equate that with lust, as I think of lust as actually pursuing something in your mind, as opposed to having merely a physical reaction (often times in spite of yourself... kinda like sneezing is not a sign of you being a pollen hater). I do not have the perfect body (unfortunately, the being asked if I am pregnant because I have a fat belly has not yet stopped) but I would hope and pray that my marriage is based on more than just primal (biological, even) instincts or we'd be in deep trouble. Seriously. Think about it, if you fear your husband will go after some other lady just because she's wearing something skanky... there are more issues than her wearing something skanky (for example, the fact that your husband is so shallow that looks matter more than content).