I have erased the pictures that were at this blog. I thought the imagery might be confusing.
It can take a while for me to take a pretty picture, although sometimes it doesn't.
I'm going to age and I'm going to die. I suppose those things might not happen in that order, depending on what the rest of my life is like.
I hope I won't continue to be subjected to people either picking at me or being lewd about me for what I look like. These pictures are what I looked like last night. Who knows what I'll look like tomorrow? WHO CARES? It's not a problem, is it? It's not a world crisis. It's not even a local crisis. If it's anyone's problem, it's my problem, and I'm trying to have a balance of humor and self-respect about it.
I am female; that's not synonymous with asking for people to talk about what I look like ad nauseum. I'm not a model, nor am I trying to be one. What I look like is not really anyone's business; who wants to waste his or her life thinking about what people look like to the exclusion of every other thought?
I know this continues to be really shocking for people who think that women can't live without approval for what they look like: I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK OF WHAT I LOOK LIKE! WHETHER YOU THINK THAT I'M BEAUTIFUL OR UGLY, PLEASE STOP HARASSING ME!
Copyright L. Kochman, April 26, 2017 @ 11:55 p.m./edited May 2, 2017 @ 1:27 p.m., for lack of a better published time. It's the middle of the night. I can't spend all of my time fussing about copyright times.
