excuse much, rude or anything?

Lately I'm not sure I know what "girly" is. Or, rather, I think too broadly of the subject. Or is it just a subjective term? Is any genre of fashion truly objective? I think it's incredibly narrow-minded to assume that you can stick a name on an ensemble and only dress according to those pre-conceived, decided rules. Which is the beauty of fashion; the aesthetics and appeal are purely perceived by the wearer. I'll probably have changed my mind by tomorrow, but let's stick with this idea for now.

Personally, I fell like "girly" is the entire essence of all that is female, assuming the term is projected towards a woman. Girly is sexy is flashy is curvy is pink is black is floral is lace is naive yet completely seductive and revealing. Girly is reveling in all things feminine, whatever those things may be to you. This idea is mirrored in Versace's collections '99 - 2000-ish. Critics went on and on about how, well, those models look like hookers. That's the point. Sex sells. What's sexier than a woman? Whether it's aggressive or naive, girly is when you aren't ashamed of the things you were born with. Attitude, a body, a personality, an ideal, choices, a vagina, and boobs.

c r e d i t

canon ball blog, chloe sevigny, la ghash, both collages - refinery29, mine, modelinia, star media, dana, dana, emma bunton as baby spice, mine, petra, samwish, mine, youtheme, galliano rtw spring 2011  

"The fact that anyone can be labeled a slut, at any time, with any level of sexual activity under their belt, and the fact that sluttiness is a moving target, makes it clear that slut-shaming isn’t just about controlling how much sex women have. If you can be called a slut without so much as kissing another person, then it stands to reason that your slut status must be based on something besides your level of sexual experience or activity. And often, it is. It’s based on what people assume about you just by looking at you - at your body, your clothes and the way you move through the world. Once you realize that, it becomes obvious that the slut label isn’t just about controlling how much sex women have: It’s about controlling how we dress, how we walk, how we talk, how we dance, how much we drink, who we talk to, how we feel about our own desires and so on and so on. And crossing the invisible, culturally-determined “slut line” in any of these arenas is enough to earn you a label that, no matter how much we denounce and detest it, no matter how well we understand its purpose and its perniciousness, somehow manages to seep into our brains and eat away at our certainty and self-assurance."