A couple weeks ago, my body became the subject of lewd dissection by a man I had never met before. We’d swapped the usual waiting-in-line courtesies. Then …that. A crass line about my body said to the cashier, said with a smirk, for me to overhear. I felt ashamed by features defined by genetics and not choice. I felt sexualized wearing plain jeans and a baggy sweater. …
Yes, ALL Women.
