…powered by these carnal remarks and lewd propositions I was designated a prude, or a stuck-up bitch. If I didn’t want men ogling me I should wear a burqa, not a pair of tight jeans or a form fitting dress. At the same time if I sought male attention I was expected to look desirable. What a mind f**k it all was.
Dressing like a ‘Proper’ Lady
Rev. Sheri Heller, LCSW, RSW
