When you think of Melanie Hexen, many words probably come to mind. Modesty isn’t one of them.
I am suffering from PFD (post festival depression). Those of you who are festival goers can relate. It is so difficult to go from Witch hippies in the forest to mainstream muggles. That first stop at a gas station, everyone is so clean, and the attendants don’t want you to hug them. And the pressure from society to wear a bra. Ugh! It’s 102 degrees people!
So with this PFD, I was dreading my first official meeting with the homeschoolers and supervising teacher. But I adjusted my attitude. Canoeing at Saulsbury is always fun, and some of the moms are my friends.
On the way out, I checked my mail box. One of the homeschool moms had written me a letter! It was long and seemed friendly. How nice! But as I read on I realized that this letter was actually a “shit sandwich” (something nice, something mean, something nice). Buried in the letter was a suggestion that I dress more modestly.
Growing up, I was a German exchange student. A country where there are topless soap commercials, nude beaches, and you can sit naked in the community fountain.
I am a witch. I shall be naked in my rites. And my rights.
I am a bellydancer. Women’s bodies are beautiful!
|Yes, that is 8 month pregnant me. A filthy harlot.|
I am a breastfeeder. A promiscuous breastfeeder! This puritanical bullshit is making things more difficult for young mothers!
I would never feed my baby like this!:
|Can you see that no young mothers will be inspired to breastfeed by this?!?|
But like this:
Now, sometimes, there is a place for “modesty”. Like with children. But my definition of modest might be different than yours. I would much rather have my children dress like this:
Than like this:
I have had pregnant mamas ask what they will wear when they birth. Have you seen this?
|The “Amazing Modest Birthing Skirt” – Tell me, how am I supposed to catch my own baby underwater with all that fabric floating around?|
Once I gave birth like this:
But now I prefer to be more in charge:
Modesty is a remnant of our puritanical past. Not only does it keep women oppressed, it twists their sexuality. My aforementioned letter writer suggested I check out http://modestyispretty.blogspot.com/
So I did. In the FAQ, the blogger mentions that she rubs up her legs with lotion before the photos so they are shiny. How un-modest and twisted is that?
But in case you wanted to see how I’d look modest, my friend Rock took care of things:
And as a quiet form of protest, this post was typed completely in my birthday suit:
Next homeschool meeting I’m wearing a bikini and a boa.