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I’m tired of this “girls should respect their bodies and cover up” bullshit.

I’ve been ridiculed time and time again for my preference of short shorts and crop tops, but it wasn’t always this way. There was a time when I covered up - not because I “respected my body” and I don’t now - but because I wasn’t entirely satisfied with how I looked. When I finally matured and slimmed down, I gained a sort of confidence I exulted not only in my actions, but in my clothing.

It doesn’t take a whore, a slut - someone who “doesn’t respect their body” - to show off that much skin. Rather, it takes someone with balls. Someone who not only has overcome his or her personal insecurities, but someone who is willing to put up with the stereotypes associated with a certain style.

But who are these people to judge based on someone’s appearance? Has the phrase “don’t judge a book by it’s cover” taught us nothing? A woman’s body is not something to be “put on display” for man to lust over or anyone to determine the type of person she is for that matter. It is her own space. And for someone to disrespect another’s most personal posession like that, be it by a catcall or a prejudgement, is far more disgusting than women who don’t “respect their body.”